Evil Lurks Within Us
As the violent storm and its weird vision of the man standing outside on her deck receded from her memory, Mary started thinking about this afternoon and the heated conversation she’d had with her husband, Tom. They had their usual fireworks.
It wasn’t fair that she was a captive audience for all his hate. The painful words he had slung at her as he left still rankled every time she thought about it. He was hardly ever around anymore. She had no idea where he was spending his nights. Certainly not with her. She was almost always alone here with her nurse Susan.
Susan was usually good company. Although lately it seemed to be taking her longer and longer to answer the call button. When she tried to talk to Susan about it she would shrug it off.
That had been the subject of their latest argument earlier this afternoon. She had tried to explain her concerns about Susan and how she felt neglected by the two of them. She had wanted to know where Tom had been lately and why he wasn’t sharing her bed. He was acting distant and he wouldn’t answer her questions. He brushed her concerns about Susan off and finally screamed at her to leave him alone. Then he had left without telling her where he was going or when he would be back.
Mary was afraid that Tom had a girlfriend. That would explain the fact that he wasn’t sleeping in their bed. Mary had no way of knowing for sure and she wasn’t about to ask since that would just incur his wrath.
A wrath she didn’t want to experience again because that is what put her into the wheelchair in the first place. One night Tom had accidentally knocked her down the stairs in his anger. Truth be told she was terrified of him, but he was still her husband. He would be, until she sought the freedom she desperately wanted from him.