Over to Rochelle for her weekly Friday Fictioneers challenge
This week our picture is provided by Fatima Fakier Deria
The house was immaculate. As always.
Everything neat and tidy as a pin.
New plastic lunch containers and a glass were stacked on the table.
Unusual, as was her file with all the household budgets lying open.
As he picked the glass up, turning it in his fingers, the letter caught his eye.
Just a single word on the envelope. His name.
He laughed bitterly into the stillness.
Looked like he’d be getting his own lunches, meals, and whatever in future.