Published in the Raleigh Review, 2011-2012. Reprinted in Himal: South Asian, September 2011. Included in W. W. Norton’s Flash Fiction International.

Disha hadn’t walked out of the house in anger, she never did. She waited until some time had passed, wrapped her sari around herself neatly, pulled her hair into the accustomed knot (though tighter than usual), checked her purse and mumbled something about going to see her tailor. Her husband didn’t bother looking up from the television.