Kelly’s “brain” followed wherever she went. Aidan told her so. He laughed when he said it in front of other people. In private, the words were sharp as he spat them out.
The dozen apps on her phone made life easier, gave her something to do while waiting in line, or helped her find information no matter where she was. Aidan regarded them all, and the phone she kept them on, as newfangled crap. After eleven years of marriage she didn’t understand his attitudes anymore. If she liked something, he seemed to automatically despise it.
Checking her email at work, Kelly found the latest from her favorite company listing the months’ new apps. One caught her eye immediately, a simulated remote control with features that made her smile. The price was a little steep for an app, but she made decent money. She downloaded it right away.
That night, lying across the foot of their bed, she faced her husband in his chair studying papers for work. She found herself giggling at the retro look of the remote on the full screen of her phone. After a surreptitious peek at Aidan, she touched the button marked, “Cool.”
“Honey,” she said, “I got a new app.”
He looked at her and tilted his head. Opening his mouth, he didn’t say anything, just heaved breathy breaths.
Kelly sat upright, staring, waiting for a dig to ignore.
His head straightened as he said, “Oh. What does it do?”
“It’s a remote control for people.” She suddenly felt silly and lowered her eyes to the dial. “It’s nothing really.”
When she looked back at him, he smiled a little sideways, his eyes twinkling. “Tell me how it works. I may need to borrow it.”
They both laughed for a moment. Kelly didn’t know what had changed, only that somehow she still liked him, and now he seemed to like her again.
She thought it best to take the app off her phone, quick.
I wrote this for the Trifecta Writing Challenge Week Twenty-One. The prompt was a specific definition of the word, “brain.”