As good as I'd slept I had no doubt he'd slept better. The again when one has four sleeping pills slipped into their tea, that is usually the case. Stepping out of the shower I began to pat myself dry while thinking back to last night. The true sign of the rage I'd felt had been that when Greg arrived home last night. I'd been able to simply smile and ask how his day was. I had no desire to confront him or fight with him. That would have been making things easy on him, would have led to a fight and maybe him leaving. No, my new found coldness...