In The Still of The Night

There probably comes a day in every wife's life, that you receive a call from your husband going, "Hey, I fell in office, small accident. But I'm fine now and I don't want you to worry"

And my heart almost stopped.

It was Tuesday night. I normally spend it with Mac. And lately, for distraction wise, I have been found curled up with a book most of the time. I couldn't put it down.

"I couldn't move. I had to just lay there. For 45 minutes. But I'm back in my room now. I'm okay. My Boss got me some food, my staff stayed with me. I'm okay now. Just need some more painkillers."

And I didn't know how to react. He cut me off before I could say another word.

I was searching myself for a reaction. I didn't know how to be what I am, or what I should.

I texted Chairwoman.

And called her, I was speaking gibberish and I was crying. And she said, "Go shower, I'm coming to get you"

And the next stop, was my mother's lap.