Chapter 31 Comfort

Mark stormed out of the house, slamming the door behind him.It closed with a big bang. He hoped that his children did not hear it.Although he was furious, he did not need his children to know about the argument. He did not want them to hate him. He was burning inside, burning with rage. He jumped into the car and clutched the steering wheel until his knuckles turned white,before banging the steering a few times out of anger. He knew he would never lay a finger on his wife. He pictured the steering wheel to be her face and banged it with his fists a few times. He still felt the anger inside him. He loved her, he knew that, but the way she behaved tonight led him to become agitated and arrogant.

He just could not understand why she would behave this way.

Was it Jealousy? Possessiveness? Foolishness? Desperation? He was confused. Angry but confused.

His face stung and he reached up to feel his cheek. There were 3 lines across his cheek. He pulled down the visor to look in the mirror.