That Night

She came into the house and stretched already the feeling the stress of the day taking effect on her body.

“Oh,” she let out a groan and sat down on one of the chairs to rest for a while before she goes upstairs.

Just then her phone rang and she shuffled her hand inside her bag and finally found it then checked to see the caller which brought a frown on her face.

She placed it on her lap and leaned her back on the chair she was sitting on and tried to understand if the caller was real or it was just her tired mind playing tricks on her.

“This can't be him,” she said aloud “Maybe he wrong dialed,” she told herself and decided to ignore it.

She checked the time on her watch and nod her head. He wouldn't be home till around seven or eight which gives her about an hour to freshen up and sleep.

Then her phone rang again and she put it in her bag and closed her eyes so she wouldn't be tempted to answer it.