Pushing me away.

The distant sounds of domestic chores reached his ears.

Reclining on his back,Griffin reflected upon the events of the previous night. He concluded that he had to fix their relationship.

He wanted them to go back to the way they were before.

With this thought,Griffin got up, freshened himself and donned his formal wear.

A light gray shirt, black suit pants and a distinguished trench coat adorned his frame.

He fastened his watch and proceeded to exit the room.

Daphne was busying herself with setting the table.

The morning sunlight bathed her figure, endowing her with an air of gentility. Yet,Griffin couldn’t forget how upset she had been last night.

Seating himself, he savored a cup of coffee and perused the morning newspaper.

Daphne prepared a delectable egg salad sandwich for him.

Griffin took a bite and marveled at its great flavor, surpassing even the sandwiches served in restaurants. Thus, he gazed intently at the meal before him.

Noticing his fixed stare on the

sandwich, Daphne t