It’s week 8 of Trifecta Challenge. This week’s word is CUTTING – the third definition is: inclined or likely to wound the feelings of others especially because of a ruthless incisiveness (a cutting remark)
I confess to having had a bit of trouble with this word. I was told once that I had a cutting tongue and it affected me greatly. I’ve been really working on changing that aspect of my personality. But, in the end, the following is my entry.
The fight had gone on for two hours. They had circled the table, circled each other, escalating until neither could breathe. Now the couple stood across from each other, chests heaving. The dining table was not the only thing separating them.
Stanley’s eyes unexpectedly filled with tears as he looked down to his clutched fists. “Darlene, I don’t know if I can do this much longer. I have tried so hard to be the husband you need, but it is never enough for you. I can’t take that tongue of yours any more!”
“What the hell do you mean, Stanley? My tongue? You have GOT to be kidding me. First you tell me you are leaving and now you tell me it’s because of my tongue? For heaven’s sake you whiny little pissant, grow a set and get the hell out then.”
“That’s just what I mean, Darlene – your words are cutting through this marriage like a knife. They cut through ME like a knife. The only person in this world you really care about is you. So, I’m leaving you to yourself. I’ll talk to the attorney tomorrow.”
As the door closed behind him, Darlene gasped, then shook her head in too-late admiration. “It would appear you have a pair after all, Stanley.”