Tapping Out

She jabs her index finger at an app like she’s poking someone in the chest while she’s making a point in an argument.

He lays his finger on an app gently, diffidently, as though he’s sorry to have to be the one who wakes it.

Can this marriage be saved?

***Faster than a speeding gummy, able to leap small buildings at a single bound Flash Fiction is a guaranteed page turner.