Hechecked his emails every 5 minutes hoping but the reply never came and he wenthome disappointed. His attitude at home changed a little. He never let...on howmuch his mind was preoccupied. He played and laughed with his wife and kids.Tball, and junior dance classes, changing diapers and feeding them dinner.Somehow he appreciated it all a little more at the moment. His home life didn?tseem as meaningless as it did a few days ago. He knew if he lost this it wouldkill him. For the next two days he. She looks a little tense sitting there, her eyes flicking to the phone laying on her thigh, waiting for her cue."Evening, Margie, how are you?" I ask quietly and her head jerks up with a start."Oh! Hi, I guess I'm okay. Wait, aren't you supposed to be upstairs?" Plans change," I murmur with a shrug, coming across to her."Where's Harry?" Oh, he's being well taken care of, don't worry. Now here's tonight's new rule. You're not going to think about him anymore. At all. Tonight is going to be about. I opened my eyes to see that Olu had walked in. ‘So, you’ve survived the wedding,’ he smiled impishly. ‘I have a headache…’ I turned away from him. ‘Let me massage your temples,’ he offered. ‘No thank you. I think I’ll just go to bed in a few minutes.’ ‘You can’t go to bed with a headache, just lying there trying to fall asleep will make it worse.’ ‘Do you have aspirin in your pocket?’ ‘No.’ ‘Well, then, you’re of no use to me,’ I said stiffly, pulling my knees into my chest. ‘Why are you. I stopped his heart. His eyes went blank. His body twitched twice, like a marionette. Then he was still."Are you really OK?" I asked Lauren. She was driving the car, pulling onto the highway entrance ramp."Yes, and please stop asking me. I'm fine."It was the third time I'd asked. I didn't really believe her.She put on her indicator and carefully merged onto the highway. A truck roared past. I sat quietly.After a bit she muttered out, "Look, this isn't the first time this has happened to me.".