TITLE: Daisies for Ella
GENRE: Women's Fiction
Grocery bags slapped against the sides of my calves, as I waddled through the lobby, passing the faded curtains, and a “Free Wi-Fi” sign. My stomach clenched as I thought about the event, which led to the heavy sacks cutting off the circulation to my fingers.
Again, I threw something at Sam’s head; it wasn’t glass this time, just a sneaker. Last night, I apologized and begged for forgiveness. He kissed me before bed, and said, “I love you,” but this morning his hug felt cold, not icy, but slushy. Please, let the wine and dinner erase my disgusting behavior from his memory.
I turned toward Mrs. Livingston’s voice, and spotted her pushing her walker toward me.
“Tell Sam my smoke alarm is beeping. And, Maggie, who was that handsome young man carrying a suitcase, I saw knocking on your door?”
“I’ll Sam tell about the beeping, and I guess it was someone knocking on the wrong door,” I replied, before heading toward the elevator.
I elbowed the “Up” button, and waited for the brass doors to open. Inside the elevator, I gazed at the diamond sparkling on my left hand. Soon, I would be Mrs. Sam Hutchinson; mood swings were not going to destroy my happily ever after.
The elevator clanked to a stop. I shuffled down the hallway, set the bags on the floor, and groped around in my pocket for the key. As I opened our door, I heard a noise coming from the bedroom. “Sam?” I called out.