Instead, I produced my pipe from my pocket along with some matches and tobacco. It did not take me long to pack the bowl of my pipe and begin striking a match. One swift motion and I had lit the tobacco well while puffing on the mouthpiece to bring about a delicious smoke. I simply sat looking from the front window of our home while puffing away on a whole bowl of tobacco and thinking about the day. Some portions of my day still gave me a crawling sensation on my skin, but I was happy to have survived each situation and had been brought back to peace. I still worried for Mary and her well-being, but these worries were slowly being pushed into the back of my mind. I was simply thankful to have her breathing and healthy on this day with little issues.
I could hear Mary working quickly to fi
