This is the 57th installment of a 100-day challenge to write a new vignette every morning.
Shingle color was not something the couple had ever talked about. They’d talked about kids—neither of them wanted any. They’d talked about the trade-offs between cities and suburbs. They’d even talked about preferred thermostat settings.
But they hadn’t thought to discuss shingle color until they trailed behind their realtor on the way to the fourth house of the day.
Jordan looked out straight over the steering wheel as Alex sputtered: “Wh-What? Blue?”
“Like the sky,” Jordan replied simply, as if relaying the title of a book.
At a red light, they looked at each other and realized they were about to have the most ridiculous argument of their four-year relationship.
Miles Away 