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,
He had a fever.
I should have known from the moment I walked through that door.
2 thoughts on “The Unlocked Door”
So sweet. What did you do next?
Aw, get well soon Sam.
As the vows go, in sickness and in health, Vi.