This could be a conversation between my husband and I. Maybe. I promised him I wouldn’t tell. All fiction, of course.

“Heights. You know that’s what gets me. Give me spiders and cockroaches and snakes, but put me on a plane or at the top of a big hill and I’m likely to pass out,” he said as he grabbed the tin of paint and the brush that was propped up on the window sill.

“Well then,” his wife called back, “Maybe you should get down off that ladder and I’ll paint the ceiling.”

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12 thoughts on “Fear.

  1. Haha my husband is the exact opposite! I think it’s the English blood -they don’t do spiders or snakes or cockroaches.


  2. This comment is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

    Love it!!!

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