Look on your phone and find the 10th non selfie picture and use that as your prompt. (My picture was taken after dark of my black cat curled up on my husband’s side of the bed while he was out of town.)

He sounded surface-calm on the phone as he walked down the stairs,
but something in his voice said, “All is not well.”
And as he continued to speak with his father
in that deceptively placid tone, he started
shoving random articles of clothing into a
small travel bag.

That unplanned trip stretched from a couple of days
into a couple of weeks and wrapped around
a bevy of unexpected and largely unwelcome
plot twists, the majority of them
medical in nature.

Late one night, preparing for sleep,
I sent him a message, as I was
wont to do. But this one
spurred a response.
“The cat has stolen your spot
on the bed,” I playfully captioned
a photo of our Ninja Kitty.
“Tell her it’s mine,”
he replied.