He hoped that she had cooled down enough to talk about whatever it was that was bothering her. Anger over her comments had taken root for a while, but it soon faded. This wasn’t the first time that Jennifer had blown up, and if they continued their lives together, it wouldn’t be the last. She usually just needed some time to calm down and gather her thoughts, and then she’d apologize. Or at the very least, she’d pretend as if it never happened, which suit-ed him fine. “Jennifer?” He had already called down to the front gate to see if she had left the hospital grounds to return home, and he knew that she wouldn’t be seeing any patients at such a late hour. She should be back at any moment. He walked farther into the room and noticed the picture of her family sitting on her desk. He picked it up and examined their faces, noting the resemblance between Jennifer and her mother. To anyone who didn’t know the full story, it wouldn’t seem out of place among the framed diplomas and awards that adorned the walls.
