Molly just stared at him, not believing what he had just said to her. “Look, Molly, you need to take the time, once in awhile at least, to use your brain! I can’t always do things for you!”
After a few seconds of numbing shock, Molly flung a few choice names at him then stomped into the kitchen. “I need more coffee. Strong coffee! I can’t take any relationship squabbles right now. It looks like you are just going to be in a bad mood all night. I have a deadline to meet and need to finish my work, so just keep your rude thoughts to yourself.” She heard him sigh then chuckle. “You also have a nasty temper, Molly,” he whispered. “I heard that, Ace! Now shut up!”
When the water was hot she made her instant coffee stronger than usual, added some cream, on second thought some kahlua also, then went back to the table. “I can smell the kahlua! Not good, Molly. Strong coffee and kahlua this late at night? Not good at all.”
“Look, I told you I have a deadline, important work, gotta get it done before morning and I do NOT need any sarcasm or criticism from you! In fact you just need to sit there and shut up so I can concentrate!”
For quite awhile the tapping of keys was the only sound in the room and just as she was calming down a little, he said, “How long we been together, Molly?” She missed a key and spelled the next word wrong.
“Too long, Ace. Much too long!” He was quiet for awhile longer. She was almost finished when he started again. “Is this relationship ending, Molly?” She ignored him and finished her report. “There! Done!” She hit the print button and sat back to finish her coffee.
“You know what, Ace? I think it is over for us. I just cannot go on like this, it’s too stressful. After I send this report off in the morning I am going to pack you up, take you back to the shop and trade you in on a new computer. End of story, dear heart! Now I am off to bed.”
Just as she was dozing off she heard that sarcastic voice again, “You forgot to logoff, Molly!”
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