Apology
He knew as soon as he pulled into the driveway that he was in trouble. He had promised he would be home on time tonight, home in time to help with the planning. But the paperwork had pilled up, the boss needed it done yesterday, and the traffic was a bitch. There were always a million excuses she would say, but never any good reasons. The house was dark and cold when he entered, no sounds and definitely no welcoming committee. He sighed as he hung his coat on the hook. Might as well just go to...