Business trip cancelled.
Jack and Coke: he drank it in gulps.
The drive home was slow, thoughtful. Driveway full. He parked down the street.
The door opened quietly. He ascended the stairs. Giggles and moans echoed across the wooden floors. Oak. Just what she wanted.
He unholstered his new .38.
Nicolas Frame is an author of short fiction, nonfiction articles, and some poetry.