Poorly

The Brady women practically jumped out of their husband’s bed. “I though you said it was Short Term memory loss!” Tanya was borderline ready to throttle Sam.

“It was, I don’t understand! None of his tests indicated Long Term damage, especially regarding us!”

Kumiko had fished out her phone. “Pick up, pick up!”

#Hello?# Michelle Brady’s voice answered.

“Mom, it’s Kumiko! John just forgot we’re married!”

#WHAT!? I THOUGHT YOU SAID-!#

“I know, we’re going to figure it out. But can you drive by our place to pick up some photos?”

#Of course honey.#

Susan was sobbing into Mary’s breasts. “H-how c-c-could he f-f-f-f-f-for- WAAAAAAA!,,”

“Like, we-we’ll figure something out.” Mary was barely holding herself together. Then John’s cell phone rang from where it was charging on the clothes shelf of the hospital room. “H-hello?” Mary sniffled.

#Oh my God, it’s true isn’t it? He really did forget us.# Alicia Briggs, John’s youngest but first wife said; so Mary put her on speaker. #Michelle just called me. I’m on my way from the airport now.#

“Baby, your Study Abroad-?” Tanya started.

#My husband forgot we are married! I want to see him. And the ass that did this to him pay!#

Tanya and Mary looked at each other, and nodded in agreement. “Don’t worry sugar, we’ll put that guy to the chair if we can.”

The women said their goodbyes and hung up, Tanya calling the station to update them, then they all settled in in their husband’s bed for a fitful night’s sleep. They needed each other tonight.