SOMETHING TO TELL YOU

CHASE COLES

I walk down the stairs, holding my tie in my hand for my mother to make a knot for me. I reach the last staircase where I meet her and she immediately possesses the tie in her hands before she hangs it around my neck and make a fine knot, but not as perfect as Ariel’s knot.

“You don’t look like a married man anymore, Chase,” My mother announces.

“I’m divorced, remember,” I remind her.

“But still, you do not look like you have a girlfriend. You do not look neat. The way you are dressing lately just seems out of place,”

I think my mother is exaggerating. This is how I dressed before I got married to Ariel.

“There is nothing wrong with how I wear,”

“Well, I am just saying that Ariel knew how to dress you, and I can feel her absence now,”

I sigh.

“Mom, did she seem weird to you the last time she was here?” I ask.

I am unable to shake off the feeling that something was offish with her when I last saw her. The words she even said to me are still lingering in my head, a