MRS. SMARTY PANTS

Lillian Sat in the dimly light room patiently waiting her husband's return the breeze from the cold night made the curtains in the dimly lighty flutter. Lillian sat in complete silence this was the first time this situation has happened, usually her husband came home early to accompany her at the dinner table but it seems this day was an exception. She sat curled like a ball in the sofa drowned in worry and uncertainty. This was the first time she felt that strong restlessness in her entire life even though the workers in the household assuredly told her nothing had happened to their boss, her husband, she continued help but worry her husband was in some form of delima the workers knew they could not dissuade her whenever her mind but still tried the atmost best all their hard efforts and attempts to persuade her to go eat and go to bed where made and rendered useless and were in vain because she was stubborn and insisted to wait for her husband in the sofa