The Unlocked Door

I came home today finding our door unlocked. This never happened before as my husband loves locking me out while he sleeps after work.

I went in, jumped into bed and shook my sleeping man.

“Why didn’t you lock the door! What if someone came in and stole you from me?”

He didn’t budge. I moved him and spoke louder. He turned to hug me and murmured,

“I’m sick.”

He had a fever.

I should have known from the moment I walked through that door.

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