By Jeff Switt
“That’s how a family should be,” he stated with authority as he watched “Leave it to Beaver” on his flat screen. “June Cleaver is hot.”
So I bought a hot dress, mid-century modern they call it. And one of those cone-cup bras. He liked them sticking out. Hosiery with a seam in the back and black heels. He started wearing a cardigan sweater to dinner and smoking a pipe. He said we needed to have children, a couple of boys.
For his birthday I bought him “Twilight Zone,” the complete DVD set, and went shopping. When I returned, he was gone.
This is an interesting–and very well-written–snippet. But what’s with “Twilight Zone?” It seems to me like a non sequitur.
At times I get too obtuse in my endings. The clues are there. I’ll let it read unclarified for a couple weeks to see if another reader “gets” it.
Smart gal! Hope he met someone who wanted to serve Man.
Sorry Jeff..I don’t get it.
The husband was living a fantasy world of “Leave it to Beaver.” His wife tired of having to play along, and gave him “Twilight Zone.” He got caught up in the series and keeping with “Twilight Zone” tradition, disappeared.
Like I said, likely too clever for my own good. 🙂