NapoWriMo 22: Misplaced

In the end when the
CDs were shared out and
the joint bank account
closed and emptied and
joint ownership of the
family pets agreed on it
was the little things that
continued to confuse her,
the way the shavings from
his electronic razor still
collected in the wash basin
and that the bedroom still
smelt of him sleeping
when the windows were kept
closed for too long.
Right up until she finally
left the house they
had bought together
after their honeymoon
it seemed like he wasn’t
really gone from her life,
rather that he was a piece of
matrimonial property she had
somehow been careless enough
to misplace.