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As Tom walked in to his cozy abode, he tossed his hat onto the rack that held all the hats he wore. It hung from the wall near the door, so he could be sure not to miss it everyday when he came through the door. He went about his normal afternoon activities. The same old routine. Walk in the door, turn the computer on, change and go to the bathroom will it got ready for use. As het sat, he wondered to himself when his love would come back home. He just shook off the worries and listened to some music like he always did. His days never had too much variety. Always the same music, unless he were lucky and found some to get off the internet free of charge. That opportunity came seldom. He liked different music then the kids that attended his school. They all liked rap and nonsense like that. He liked metal and rock. The kind of things that would blow your ears if you weren't ready for it to start up.

So.. the young man sat there in wait for the return of his beloved wife. When out of no where, the phone rang. "This is unusual. I never get a phone call at this time of day," he thought to himself as he slowly picked up the phone. "Hello?"

"Hello," said the voice at the other end. "We regret to inform you, that your wife, Theresa Kline has been in an accident."

This bone chilling news shocked Tom to an extent that had never been understood by him before. "I-Is she okay?" he asked quietly.

Not done yet.