Wednesday, March 7, 2012
"Where the hell have you been?"
Matt Wilson took one look at his wife's twisted, angry face and wanted to turn around and walk back out the door. Instead, he said, "I stopped at the store. Here."
He put a grocery bag containing fixings for sandwiches on the kitchen table. "How about ham and cheese tonight?"
Caroline Wilson peered into the bag. She lifted out a loaf of rye bread. "You bought the kind with caraway seeds. I hate caraway."
"Sorry, I forgot. I can go back to the store."
"And this is American cheese. Are you kidding? This stuff is horrible. I wouldn't feed it to a dog." She threw the offending packet of cheese on the floor. "You'd better get more mustard, too. We're almost out."
Matt was more than glad to go back to the crowded grocery store where not a single soul was as unpleasant as his wife. He took the long route, going almost a mile out of his way so he could drive past Claire's house.
He believed in hope, but his present situation was testing his fortitude. There wasn't a day that went by when he didn't wonder how he could extricate himself from Caroline so he could be with the woman he loved.