The Mexican stand-off – a rotund opponent with a blue lid lies in wait on the counter, guns drawn, and a sneer on his transparent face. I pace the floor, flexing my fingers, prepping for the fight. The old lady rubs my shoulders, like a trainer sending his boxer to the ring. We’d met before, he and I, just like this; him, standing stoutly on the counter, daring me to knock his hat from his smug face; me, limbering up in preparation for the challenge. The silver taps on the sink stood at attention, ready to offer their steaming liquid for assistance. I took a deep breath and marched forward, grabbing him by the neck and twisting with all my might…it was a magnificent battle. All the appliances gathered around; the old lady appeared by my side in a black and white striped shirt with a whistle around her neck, ready to make the call. My fingers cried out, wanting to give up, but I refused to cave. The blue lid mocked my weakness, sure of its victory; the old lady began to blow her whistle and wave her hands in the air, but this brute was not going to best me…
“Honey, can you help me with this?”
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J.G. Chayko is a writer, actress, and international arthritis advocate who’s been involved in theatre for more than 30 years and has published poetry, fiction, and creative non-fiction.