Indulgence

Careful not to disturb her husband, she eased herself out of bed.  Barefooted, she padded into the lavatory, turning on the light after shutting the door.  She blinked until her eyes adjusted to the brightness.  With an easy pull she opened the mirrored door and perused the contents.  There on the bottom shelf nestled behind the toothpaste was the container she was looking for.  The round, chalky, tablets inside promised relief from the fire burning in her belly.

“Never again will I eat hot peppers after midnight.”  She told herself, knowing full well it was a self-promise she wouldn’t keep.