Barry said when she walked through the door, a sound asleep Abby on her shoulder. “Where the hell have you been? I’ve been trying to call you—”

     Becky put her finger to her lips to shush him so he wouldn’t wake Abby.

     “I’ve been going crazy—”

     “Barry,” she said in a harsh whisper, “I told you where I was going and that I would be back by dinner.”

     She turned her back on him and headed towards the stairs. Abby hadn’t had her nap today and now it was after six. She would put the little girl to bed and then have a nice long shower followed by a glass...