Mark drove home and relaxed on the couch for a while. He flipped through the channels thinking he may find something to watch, but his hopes were deflated. Channel after boring channel passed. He stopped and went back a couple as one had caught his eye.
“. . . investigating a crash that happened early yesterday morning. One woman remains in serious condition after a suspect reportedly chased her off the highway with his truck. Authorities are looking into the whereabouts of the suspect . . .” the news anchor-woman reported.
He turned the channel again, nauseated by the lack of new information. Bentley was curled up on the floor next to him, the cat was on the back of the couch behind him, and Mark stared at the ceiling.
