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Small misunderstanding.

April 16, 2012

I wait and wait and wait some more. He was suppose to come as soon as the prayer was done but it took longer than expected.  Lying on my belly and reading Sophie Kinsella‘s book “I’ve Got Your Number.” the husband comes home.  I’m still reading it because I hear the click of a door and assume that he went into the bathroom. Instead he is in the kids room sleeping on the top bed with no blanket.

“Come into the room.”

No answer.

“Hello.”

I wait in the other room. He comes. He’s upset about something. I have no clue.

“You were so into your book that you didn’t even acknowledge that I came home.”

Yup, it’s going to be a longgggggggggg night with very little sleep.

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