It was a cold dark night and Carol was lost. Tom checked the time. It was an hour later since Carol had gone.
He got up and went down into the kitchen and drank a glass of water. The telephone rang. He ran to it and answered.
He wondered it was Carol's workplace. They had phoned earlier asking if she had come home yet. He had told them no' at the time. They told his how a lady at work got injured and she went to drop her home, but Carol should have been back a long time ago. He was as surprised as the person on the other end of the line. He had hung up and called Carol, only to receive a dial tone. He called her about three times after that.Tom had then turned as mad as a mother hen.
He had waited home with the phone next to his on the sofa.
He checked the time again. It was 11 pm. He yawned, suddenly realizing how tired he was. Tom climbed the stairs to his room
Throwing himself on the bed, Tom sang himself to sleep in the silence of the night.
The time was 7:30 on a Monday morning. The sunlight filtered through the window.
A woman has crashed along the Bypass in lower early this morning while driving his 1998 Volvo
The announcer's voice was interrupted by the shattering of glass into a million pieces and the splash of hot coffee, but more so by the cry of Carol's voice. "THOMAS!!!!!" Carol grabbed her keys and headed out the door. She raced to the main road and stopped a taxi. She did not know what to expect as the taxi went down the road.