Un coup de telephone special

A special phone call

Hier soir mon mari travaillait tard. ll etait plus de 22h quand j'ai cru l'entendre dehors. Je suis allée voir et en effet il etait là, au téléphone. Bon ca devait être le boulot je me suis dit. Je me suis donc remise devant la télé en l'attendant. On ne s'est quasiment pas vu ces trois derniers jours et je voulais profiter un peu de lui. Il est rentré dans la maison, toujours au téléphone, j'ai juste eu droit a un bisou. J'ai patienté autant que j'ai pu mais devant être au boulot a 7h, je suis donc allée me coucher a 23h.

J'éteignais la lumiere quand j'ai entendu Hubby dire a son interlocuteur "je t'aime". Ah ben ca c'est pas le travail! Son frere qui viens de finir sa preparation militaire? Sa soeur? Là je commencais a lui en vouloir un peu quand même, si c'etait sa famille il aurait pu leur dire qu'il les rapellerais et que bon qu'il aimerait bien voir sa femme quand meme non?
Je lui demande quand même: "C'était le travail?"
"Non, c'etait mon père."

Là je l'ai regarde les yeux écarquillés et la bouche ouverte. "Ton père? Alors tu es pardonné (d'avoir passer l'heure au telephone)."
Ca fait presque quatre mois que je lui dis d'appeller son père. Leur dernière conversation remonte a mai ou juin et je trouvais dommage de ne pas maintenir les efforts entrepris. C'est chose faite et je suis fière de lui.


Last night my husband was working late. It was past 10pm when I thought I heard him outside. I went to check out and indeed he was there, on the phone. Well it must be work I thought. So I want back in and watched TV while waiting for him. We've barely seen each other in the past three days and I wanted to enjoy his company a bit. He went in but still on the phone, I just got a kiss from him. I waited as long as I could but I had to be at work at 7am so I went to bed at 11.

I was turning off the light when I heard Hubby tell to whoever he was talking to :"I love you". Ah, well that's not work then! His brother who just finished bootcamp? His sister? I was starting to get angry at him though, because if it was family he could have told them he would call back and that he wante to spend time with his wife, right?
So I asked: "Was that work?"
"No it was my dad".

At that point I just stared at him mouth open. "Your dad? Well I forgive you then (of spending an hour on the phone)."
For the past four months I've been telling him to call his father. Their last conversation was back in may or june and I thought it was a shame not to maintain the efforts they started. It's now taken care of and I am proud of him for it.