taransa

She was sitting at her computer, staring at the time. 6:45, and no sign of him being home any time soon. She tried to continue with her work, but worry was moving quickly towards panic. 7:15 came. No call, no e-mail, nothing. Did he have a car accident? Did he get arrested? Die at his desk and no one will know until tomorrow morning? Strange thoughts chased themselves through her brain. 7:45. Her thoughts getting more absurd. Was he having an affair? If he came home not wanting dinner, who was he out with? What was being done to the body that should belong to her only? Now panic was becoming anger. 8:00, and she hears the door unlocking. S

My God! It hurts. Gripping my head Reaching for the toilet. Agony at sound Intense fear of the light. Nauseated and Exhausted.