Although they shared the same bed, William and Lucy hugged the edges. They were both angry and neither wanted to touch the other. Neither of them slept easy. William stared at the door and Lucy stared at the wall, and time ticked by very slowly. Each thought about the other words – as well as their own…
There were so many things that, in retrospect, Lucy wished that she’d said. She instinctively knew though, that nothing she could have said would have changed anything. William was a stubborn man and, when he had his dander up, it was impossible to reason with him.
Now that he was calm, William began to consider Lucy’s words. He had to admit that every time when something happened between Lucy and Vivian, he always blamed Lucy. He couldn’t explain it. Once he stepped back and looked at th
