Mike stirred under the warmth of the feather duvet. Turning over he reached out to cuddle his wife, but all that greeted him was an empty space and rumpled sheets. He struggled to clear his head for a few seconds, not sure which of his thoughts were from his dream and which were real. He stretched and his thoughts gradually dropped into place. Oh god. Of course, today was the day his wife going to pick up the new contract from her agent. She had left before sun up and would be back late. He turned over rubbing his eyes, trying to focus on the room and through the window in the far wall,… Read more
