Elizabeth

The week dragged on, and the routine of John’s absence continued until the ring of her cell phone startled her.

When she saw John’s name on the screen, a wave of anxiety washed over her.

It was the first time he had called her directly; usually Bruce was the one who contacted her, usually to let her know that John had plans for the evening or to discuss matters related to the house.

With trembling hands, she answered.

“Hello,” her voice barely came out as a whisper.

A heavy silence