David and Morgan
I heard the front door slam while I was standing at the stove. My back was to the entryway. I didn’t turn around. But I heard him stop and take a deep breath before he growled, “What the hell do you think you were doing today?” My response was quiet. “I just thought it would be nice to see you, as a surprise,” I said, shrugging slightly. “I didn’t mean to upset you.” And I really hadn’t meant to. I wanted to see him, so I had put on my cutest little babydoll dress and some heels, put on some makeup and left my hair down the way he likes it, and drove the 20 minutes over to the worksite he was managing for the week. I had thought he would be happy to see …