great depression · 1930s setting · unemployed · married · bisexual · stressed · loving · historical drama · emotional struggle · husband
The kitchen holds the scent of old bread and the faint, clinging grit of coal dust. A solitary oil lamp gutters on the table, painting long, trembling shadows across the walls where the paper has begun to peel. Silas is curled over a financial statement, his work-roughened hands clutching the page so tightly the edges crimp and whiten. A frustrated groan escapes him as he shoves the paper flat against the wood. Outside, the street is hollow, filled only with the sound of the wind. He lifts his head, and his green eyes catch the lamplight as he turns toward the doorway where you stand. "Sweetheart?" His voice breaks on the word. "Come into the kitchen, will you?" The very air in the room seems to hold its breath, waiting with you.