The Discovery
By Wayne Mansfield
The year 2073 had not been a good one for John and Duke.
“I think I’ve fallen out of love with him,” said John.
He was talking to Shaun, his closest and oldest friend, in a bar one evening after work.
“Little things he does that shouldn’t really annoy me, do. We hardly ever have s*x anymore, and the thing is, I don’t really care if he’s getting it somewhere else.”
“That says a lot, right there,” said Shaun.
“I feel like a real bastard.” John shook his head. “He’s done nothing to deserve this. It’s all me. As far as he’s concerned, we’re still happily in love.”
Shaun placed a hand on John’s. “You got to tell him, then. It’s not fair to drag it out.”
John’s eyes were suddenly blurry with tears. “It’s going to kill him.”
There was a moment of silence
