Foster decided to call it a day.
It was 10 PM and very cold. "It was never this cold last year. What's wrong man ??", he muttered as he unbuttoned his overcoat. For the part of the world where Foster lived in winter was never a big deal. But things were different this year and that was enough reason for Foster to crib.
He carelessly dropped the overcoat on the sofa and proceeded towards the kitchen, turning the radio on as he picked up a tumbler. "Sarah !!! Wake up !!!", he shouted.
"You're back",yawned Sarah as she lazily walked to the kitchen. Dinner was ready. Sarah returned from work early everyday, at 7. Foster always had this clear that he had to return home to his wife. That was one thing about his life that he loved the most. He had to step in and inhale the most wonderful air in all of the world. The air that had the scent of his wife's hair.
"Sweetheart, make me some coffee please."
"No coffee before dinner. You won't sleep then."
"Oh come on Sarah, one small cup"
"No way. We shall have dinner, and then I shall make you a mug of hot chocolate, and then we go to sleep. It's 11 already, you realise? You have a flight at 9 in the morning. You will miss it if you have coffee now."
"I shall miss you."
"Oh come on ! You are coming back in a couple of days"
"You never know sweetheart, the world is a weird weird place"
"Alright. Shut up now, and eat."
They laughed. And it was a gut busting laughter, cute in its own way.
Sarah was doing the dishes when Foster walked in, held her by her shoulders.
"You are one amazing woman"
"Yeah I have heard that before. What do you want?"
"One cup. Just one small cup..."
"You are having much more than that."
"Coffee."
"Oh come on now, did I not make it amply clear. No coffee for today"
" :( "
"Come on now. Go to bed. I will get the chocolate. You are such a kid."
Foster liked the chocolate better, for Sarah kissed him goodnight after that.
The phone rang as Foster was getting his glass filled with water. He was taken aback and this was evident since he dropped the glass as he realised the call.
"Hello"
"Hello Sir. This is Andrew from McMinister Life Insurance. May I talk to Mr. Fredrick Foster?"
"Yes, this is Fredrick Foster speaking"
"Alright Sir. This is regarding the maturity of a life insurance which was in your wife's name. You will have to answer a few basic questions, sir."
....
"Thank you for the information sir. And we at McMinisters are very sorry for your loss"
As Foster found it difficult to gulp down the water he had just got himself, a small drop of tear rolled down his cheek.
"I miss you Sarah. I wish I had coffee that night."
It was 10 PM and very cold. "It was never this cold last year. What's wrong man ??", he muttered as he unbuttoned his overcoat. For the part of the world where Foster lived in winter was never a big deal. But things were different this year and that was enough reason for Foster to crib.
He carelessly dropped the overcoat on the sofa and proceeded towards the kitchen, turning the radio on as he picked up a tumbler. "Sarah !!! Wake up !!!", he shouted.
"You're back",yawned Sarah as she lazily walked to the kitchen. Dinner was ready. Sarah returned from work early everyday, at 7. Foster always had this clear that he had to return home to his wife. That was one thing about his life that he loved the most. He had to step in and inhale the most wonderful air in all of the world. The air that had the scent of his wife's hair.
"Sweetheart, make me some coffee please."
"No coffee before dinner. You won't sleep then."
"Oh come on Sarah, one small cup"
"No way. We shall have dinner, and then I shall make you a mug of hot chocolate, and then we go to sleep. It's 11 already, you realise? You have a flight at 9 in the morning. You will miss it if you have coffee now."
"I shall miss you."
"Oh come on ! You are coming back in a couple of days"
"You never know sweetheart, the world is a weird weird place"
"Alright. Shut up now, and eat."
They laughed. And it was a gut busting laughter, cute in its own way.
Sarah was doing the dishes when Foster walked in, held her by her shoulders.
"You are one amazing woman"
"Yeah I have heard that before. What do you want?"
"One cup. Just one small cup..."
"You are having much more than that."
"Coffee."
"Oh come on now, did I not make it amply clear. No coffee for today"
" :( "
"Come on now. Go to bed. I will get the chocolate. You are such a kid."
Foster liked the chocolate better, for Sarah kissed him goodnight after that.
The phone rang as Foster was getting his glass filled with water. He was taken aback and this was evident since he dropped the glass as he realised the call.
"Hello"
"Hello Sir. This is Andrew from McMinister Life Insurance. May I talk to Mr. Fredrick Foster?"
"Yes, this is Fredrick Foster speaking"
"Alright Sir. This is regarding the maturity of a life insurance which was in your wife's name. You will have to answer a few basic questions, sir."
....
"Thank you for the information sir. And we at McMinisters are very sorry for your loss"
As Foster found it difficult to gulp down the water he had just got himself, a small drop of tear rolled down his cheek.
"I miss you Sarah. I wish I had coffee that night."
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