Kyle sat in his car, trying to calm down. He thought about Carol and everything she had done for him. For once, he drove home without going to a bar.
The lights were still on in the house. Kyle felt warmed by the homely feel and picked up his pace. To his surprise, nothing was on the table, and Carol wasn't waiting for him.
Hearing the noise, Carol thought it was the housekeeper. She shouted out, "You can leave it on the table in the living room. Thank you."
Carol walked gingerly out of the bedroom. She was still not completely healed from the operation.
Seeing Kyle standing there, Carol felt nothing.
"Oh, it's you. I didn't know you would be back, so I didn't prepare your dinner." After saying that, Carol walked slowly back to bed.
