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Why must
we always keep that stupid door closed? It obviously doesn’t want to be closed
to begin with. ‘I thought it was closed,’ she said
casually instead.
    ‘I just walked
past it now. It was open.’
    ‘Well, maybe the
wind just blew it open or something.’
    Justin nodded.
He hadn’t thought about that as a possibility yet. It could very well have been
the wind. Maybe the door wasn’t closed properly and a stray cat came in through
the window and pushed it open. ‘Was it the wind that blew off the light fixture
too?’ Justin asked and laughed out loud at his own joke.
    ‘That’s not
funny, Justin,’ Rebecca said. ‘I could have seriously gotten hurt.’
    ‘I know, my
love,’ he said. ‘It was just a joke, okay?’
    Rebecca didn’t
say anything. She merely nodded. Justin took her in his arms and hugged her
tightly. He then read her a scene out loud from his mystery novel before they
turned out their individual bed lights.
    Soon, they were
both asleep. Neither of them heard the study door down the hallway click off
its latch and slowly swing open.
     

Chapter 4
     
     
    Justin and Rebecca waited. The
doctor was running late with a patient, and so they found themselves waiting
for almost forty five minutes after they should have been called in. Justin
sighed and looked at his watch. It was an absent-minded move. He didn’t take in
the time, and had to look at the watch again before he registered the actual
time.
    ‘Could you pass
me the Wonderfully Woman?’ Rebecca asked and held out a magazine.
    Justin shrugged
and took the one from her hand and placed it on one of two piles of magazines
on a small wooden table. He then leaned forward a bit more, picked up the
requested magazine and shoved it into her hand.
    ‘Thank you.’
    Justin forced a
smile and shifted uncomfortably in the little wooden chair that had been his
prison for the past hour already. It creaked under his weight as if scolding
him for not sitting still. Justin scanned his eyes across the room to see how
many future mothers had been bothered by his shifting, but found none looking
at him. He sighed again. It was so quiet that he could hear the seconds on the
wall clock tick by.
    Tick. Tick.
Tick.
    The phone rang
and Justin jumped a little.
    ‘Doctor Taylor’s
office,’ the receptionist said. She listened for a while, and eventually Justin
thought that she had fallen asleep on the telephone. He wouldn’t blame her.
‘Yes, Mrs. Goemans, we have a cancellation on Wednesday at around ten. Would
that be okay for you?’ She nodded and scribbled something down on her notepad.
‘Wednesday, ten o’ clock it is, Mrs. Goemans. Right. See you then. Good bye.’
The receptionist put down the phone and without looking up, continued with what
she was doing before the phone rang.
    Tick. Tick.
Tick.
    Justin shifted
again. He looked at Rebecca who was deeply engaged in an article about babies
or something. For a split second he wondered what would have happened if that
lamp fixture had fallen and shattered on top of her head. The image of a blood
coated Rebecca made him shudder. He then wondered if she didn’t perhaps turn
out the fixture and broken it herself in a desperate attempt for some sort of
attention. Since he got the job at Cybernetics Computers he didn’t get to spend
as much quality time with her as he used to.
    Maybe that’s
it, he thought, but decided to rather spend his
thoughts constructively by reading something instead. The chair creaked as he
leaned forward to pick up a magazine.
    He looked up.
    Nobody noticed.
Nobody cared.
    Good.
    Relieved, he
scanned the options of magazines. They were mostly family or pregnancy
orientated. He selected a family magazine and picked it up. After three minutes
worth of ‘reading’, he caught himself absentmindedly flipping through the
pages. He wouldn’t know what was on the previous pages even if he looked at it
again. He breathed deeply and then decided to actually focus and read