30. She's Gone!!

Troy wound his car through traffic as he anticipated the blow out when he finally gave audience to his wife on the appearance of his ex-girlfriend on his, no, their doorstep.

He grimaced. It wasn't going to be pretty. After all she had been sugary sweet, let Ritah wake up when she liked, never demanded that Ritah assist with cleaning or cooking.

She'd been going to work, taking the boys to school— Shit, she'd been doing a lot. ‘When was she going to get a maid?’ Troy wondered as he noted a fast-approaching commuter omnibus behind him through his rear-view mirror. 

The commuter omnibus stopped barely half a metre behind his car. Annoyed Troy parked his car and let traffic in front of him move.

As the gap widened in front of him the commuter omnibus's driver swerved around him, and Troy kicked his car into drive and sped to the traffic light.

He caught the light as it turned red and turned at the intersection leaving the commuter omnibus driver swearing in vernacular.