Eleanor wasn’t thrilled when her husband Herald told her they were going to take a day trip to see her mother-in-law. There was not much more she could say other then, “Ok when are we leaving?”
“Tomorrow.” he said.
“That doesn’t tell me when we’re leaving.” He continued to ignore her and she waited impatiently for a full answer.
She pursed her lips together as she watched him from the doorway. He was admiring his rock collection, a ridiculous hobby that annoyed Eleanor to no end. One of his many strange acquaintances went on pilgrimages to gather rocks and brought them back to him. He was fascinated with them and looked them over with magnifying glasses for hours. She had no clue what the big deal was with a whole lot of different rocks and she zoned out if he tried to talk to her about
