Bette closed the door. The world was shut out and she was now in her house, with her things, her life, her husband, and a nagging feeling deep down inside. Is this
what i want? Yes……it….is. So Bette put down her briefcase and took off her heels, she massaged her feet for a second. ***** those heels should be made illegal. She took off her
coat and draped it on the couch. Then she walked throught the house, looking for Paxton. She still felt that….dampness. She found him in the den with his feet up at the table eating
cereal and watching a movie he burned. He didn’t see her. Bette stopped and watched him from the den threshold. He was so innocent. In his pajama pants and black shirt. The shirt
was tight and showed his slim build. Bette felt that tingle again. Yes…it was for Paxton. NOT for Tina. Bette walked in. Paxton jumped five miles high and whipped around. Bette
had scared him so bad he spilled the ceral on the floor. He jumped up and in two strides pushed Bette so she flew back and fell into a pile of laundry…….silence.

It was the worst silence Bette had ever ever ever heard.

 Paxton stared at his hands then brought them up to his face, trying to hide his tears. He was crying, his back hunched and he sat back on the chair sobbing. Bette pushed
herself back up and on her feet. Her desire was completely gone. With barely controlled rage she asked….”Why?” Paxton looked up at her, she saw that something happened. he looked
so defeated, so slumped and gone. “I-I got laid off, i saw a car hit a person and kill her…..and now i just pushed you…..*****!” Paxton’s voice broke and he slumped further down, his face
in his hands. Bette felt he rinsides go cold. Her husband had just witnessed a death….and got laid off. Holy *****. And Bette thought she had it bad. Her rage forgotten. Bette was good at
forgetting things…she knelt and touched Paxton slowly. He didn’t push her away, instead he wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed his face against her stomach, sobbing.
Bette rubbed his back and held him. “Shhhh….shhh…you’ll get through this, shhh Pax” Paxton sniffed an dlooked up…”forgive me?” Bette looked down at him. Yes she truly loved him, if
she didn’t she would have clobbered him bad day be damned. “yes i forgive you….”