Monday, March 14, 2011
journal#4
As mike walked to his car he couldn’t help but think he forgot something but decided it wasn’t important because he couldn’t remember. After a few blocks he realized he forgot his briefcase. As he made a u-turn toward his house he had an uneasy feeling about it. A few minutes later he walked into his home a realized there where plates on his sink and beer cans on the fridge. He thought to himself "Ashley doesn’t drink beer what the hell is going on I though she was in bed”. He walked up the stairs and opened the door. Ashley was in bed with another man as he stood there in disbelief, watching them frolic about his face got red and he could feel the heat boiling from the top of his head. She looked up and saw mike standing there with tears in his eyes. Before he could say anything he let out a flurry of words…
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