TICK … TOCK … TICK …

The clock kept ticking but the man didn’t arrive home, and just as it started to get late, Hazel picked up her phone and called Bennett anxiously.

RING … RING … RING

“Ben…” As soon as the phone got received, Hazel called out to Bennett but before she would be able to ask about his whereabouts, he interrupted her suddenly, “Hazel, I will get late, have your dinner, please.” He informed and before she could say another word in protest the line went dead.

BEEP ...

Hazel stared at her phone in disbelief, and then at dinner, her appetite gone instantly, and she dropped...