The fella comes home from work hoping for a hot meal.
"Where's my pot roast? I'm hungry."
The woman, in the kitchen, hears his voice and sighs. She walks to the dining room, drying her hands on her apron.
"Listen dummy, you'll get your pot roast when I'm good and ready to serve it to you!"
And so it goes each night in the home of Mary and her hubby, the Man-nequin.
Seriously, is this a photo of a man or a mannequin? I'm open to all suggestions.
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My submission for Sepia Saturday, the first this year.
Tattered and Lost volumes 1 to 7 available at Amazon.