900 words Women's Fiction
Callum realised he hadn't been taking enough notice of Julie lately. Sometimes it felt like he didn't know his own wife.
Julie’s hair was looking good; shiny and neat. I almost made the mistake of mentioning it – or, I wondered would it be a mistake not to? I thought she’d been to the salon. If she had then I’d be expected to notice, but if she hadn’t then I’d be accused of sarcasm or suggesting she should get it cut. Even worse was the possibility that she'd had it done last week and I’d only just realised.