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Prompt #100: Monday (Writer's Choice)
Word count: 100
Gregory looked through the patio doors, the phone against his head. His secretary droned aimlessly and for a brief moment, he reveled in the mindless solitude. He saw his wife, sitting at the table. Her face was still, her eyes fixated on something in the distance.
He sighed to himself, the rising sun another nail in his coffin. The chasm between them had reached such a size that he could no longer see the other side.
There was silence on the other end and he began speaking about his case, opening the glass door.
Another start to an ordinary Monday.
THE END.