Hard Case Crime: Witness to Myself
“Though he’d thought it before, this was different. He felt apart from everyone and everything, felt no longer even a small part of the world he had always known. But then at about eight she called from a cell phone in her car.
“Honey,” she said brightly, “I’m so glad you’re home. I’m just leaving work and I thought you might have tried me at home.” “No, I just got in.” “Tell me, how did it go?” “Okay. All right.”
A pause. “Honey, is something wrong? You don’t sound right.”
“No, no,” he answered... quickly, “everything’s all right.”
“I was wondering if you’ve had dinner. I know it’s late.”
“No, but I’m not hungry.”
“Oh, you’ve got to have something. You should, you really should. What about this? I didn’t eat either. Can I bring us something?”
And all at once, hearing her voice in what was now the silence of his apartment — the music had stopped — he didn’t want to be alone.
She was there in about forty minutes, carrying a large bag of Chinese food.MoreLess
“Honey,” she said brightly, “I’m so glad you’re home. I’m just leaving work and I thought you might have tried me at home.” “No, I just got in.” “Tell me, how did it go?” “Okay. All right.”
A pause. “Honey, is something wrong? You don’t sound right.”
“No, no,” he answered... quickly, “everything’s all right.”
“I was wondering if you’ve had dinner. I know it’s late.”
“No, but I’m not hungry.”
“Oh, you’ve got to have something. You should, you really should. What about this? I didn’t eat either. Can I bring us something?”
And all at once, hearing her voice in what was now the silence of his apartment — the music had stopped — he didn’t want to be alone.
She was there in about forty minutes, carrying a large bag of Chinese food.MoreLess
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