I still had a hard time believing she was there in front of me and then it hit me. What should have been a night of passion was going to be a night of Wendy sitting next to the bed comforting me. Not the best substitute.
My face must have showed my disappointment. "David," Wendy said with concern, "I was only joking, I know you weren't really hiding."
"I know," I answered, "it's just that..." It was hard to say what I was feeling without offending her.
Wendy smiled. "You were looking forward to something more intimate right, not just my care, my concern and my company?"
"Well I guess..." I was not sure how to agree with her.
"So was I David," she said, "but for now tell me what happened."
"Car accident," I explained, "in fact my car was hit by a truck."
"Not one of yours?" Wendy ask
