In Sync

It was a lazy Saturday afternoon. After working in the yard all morning, I sat on the chair in the living room, alternatively reading and playing an occasional word game on my phone. An e-mail notification silently popped up. I clicked on it and read.

“Oh my God, Kurt! Guess what just happened!” I announced dramatically. I waited for him to answer, expecting him to ask what newly outrageous post a relative had written, or what lies a certain politician was now spewing, or what new national disaster threatened.

He looked up from the sofa, where he was reading his book. He paused, then said, “You found out that your favorite gelato flavor is in?”

I looked at his hands–book only, no phone, no computer. I looked at my phone again, and reread the e-mail message:

“How could you possibly know that?” I finally asked, astonished.

“I don’t know,” he shrugged. “It’s just the first thing that came into my head.”

“Whoa! That is so strange! We haven’t even been talking about getting gelato lately.” I looked again at my phone, dumbfounded, and then back at him.

“I can’t believe you knew that!”

A moment later, still flummoxed, I commented, “That is just so weird! Clearly, we have been married too long.”

Then a few days later, we simultaneously reached out to affectionately pat the other as we walked past each other–kind of like you pet your old faithful dog. We both laughed.

“Pretty soon we aren’t even going to need to talk at all,” Kurt joked.

14 thoughts on “In Sync

  1. Lakshmi Bhat says:

    Telepathy 😊 it happens to us too sometimes .

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  2. jcareyreads says:

    A sweet sweet moment that highlights your bond and relationship.

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  3. haitiruth says:

    I love this! Ruth,

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  4. Margaret says:

    I’m amazed at how my device knows what I am thinking about. My husband, who doesn’t even do social media, will know something that I just read. “Oh, yeah,” he says. “My tablet told me that.”
    I think there will come a time when you won’t have to talk. Your thoughts will float together in the air.

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    • mbhmaine says:

      But he was reading a book…as in a real one! I still can’t figure out how he guessed about the ginger gelato. And, it must be noted, in a tragic update, that when I went to get some the next day, they were already sold out!


  5. Gail Aldous says:

    Great voice! I felt like I was a ladybug listening on your shoulder. This is sweet. It’s so cool when your husband or a best friend can “read your mind.” Do you two want to eat the same meal at a restaurant, too? I love your surprise in the line, “I can’t believe you knew that!” Great ending! Thank you for sharing about your “in sync” relationship.

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    • mbhmaine says:

      I had to laugh out loud at your restaurant question. I’m vegetarian (well, pescatarian) and he’s most definitely not. I also try to avoid fried foods and he adores fried seafood. We have the worst time choosing a restaurant–well, at least we did back when we went to restaurants. Our go-to is Indian–we both love that!


  6. Fran Haley says:

    That’s just too different to be random, the gelato – I can imagine how taken aback you were. It really is as if his brain read yours. Almost disconcerting, except that fascination is greater! My husband and I experience this regularly, knowing what the other is about to say before it’s said, even following a span of not conversing – but not to this gelato degree! A captivating slice so well-told through dialogue.

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  7. Being together for as much as we have over the past six months, we’ve had those strange “you were thinking what I was thinking” moments a lot. But then again, we’ve had a bunch of years together too! Either way, they make me laugh, just like this slice did too! 🙂

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  8. Just congratulations to you both! What a partner you each have in each other. In our way, I have that with Hannah!

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