"Kent?" Mary called again, a confused expression sat on her face. "What are you doing here? Is something wrong?"
I scratched the back of my neck nervously. How could I explain that I had come over because I was kicked out of my own home, by my wife. "May I come in please?" I hoped she would succumb.
"Sure," she jerked away from the door acting as if it was the first time she had noticed my presence. She had clearly been distracted by my unexpected arrival to even notice that she had not asked me to come in. "I'm sorry, please come in."
"Thank you." I nodded and walked into the house.
"What's wrong?" I heard her click the door shut behind us. Even though the lights were dim night lights, I could tell inside her home was constantly dark. The golden coloured dim lights made the house appe
