Nora
I was on cloud nine. My husband kissed me. For the first time l felt married, a real bride. I must do something to make him like me more. But what? He had everything in this world. I scratched my head, oh yes l got it. I would suprise him this weekend. In the evening Max came home late. As soon as he appeared at the lounge door, my spirit sank. He looked pissed. He remained by the door, hostile. “Why are you still up?.”
I fidgeted on the seat, smiled nervously at him,
"Waiting for you of course.”
He turned on his heels, remarked over his shoulder,
"Don't wait for me in the future. I'm going to bed.”
I was stunned for a moment. The man from earlier had vanished. His hot and cold behaviour appalled me. It left me adrift. This could not go on. I followed him to his room.
I knock
