Commuting Detour
A man driving, squinted into the setting sun, as its last rays of light seem to burst over the horizon. He always felt like those rays were like desperation and the sun was giving one last effort before it died. His day at work was a typical day and he left the office at a reasonable time. Alisha had only texted him a few times during the day, and she wasn’t going to be off until later. Most likely, she will stay the night at her own house, which is what she usually does on the evenings she works late. He crossed his fingers that she does. She was in a good mood for now, so she might just be content to do that. After their ‘date night’ last night and the conversation they had, Alisha was amicable. He had a good two days of respite from her clinginess and needling words. He took advantage
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