I was giddy watching the back of the car as it
ran away. I was like being left alone in space and falling into the desert.
Tears streamed incessantly. I was abandoned out by a strange road and became
alone. I waited for a while just in case the car came back, but the once-off
car didn't come back.
Where to go? The sunset glowed red. It will be
dark when the sunset falls. I walked toward the road where the car had
disappeared with my bursting head and heavy legs. The red sunset was got dark.
I was shivering in the cold as I walked in the dark. My tears dried up. On the
contrary, I felt at ease.
The "MOTEL" neon sign, which was
written calmly in red letters, shone sadly in the dark. I led my tired body
into the motel. I lay on my back without washing. I couldn't sleep. After
tossing and turning all night, the day dawned between the curtains. I was
afraid to spend the night in the dark and face the bright morning. The sun,
which was so different from yesterday, seemed to blame me.
I heard people's voices outside the room. I was
lying in bed thinking what to do. Should I go to a very faraway place? But I
have nowhere to go.
I picked up the phone. My husband came to pick
me up and I got into the car without eye contact with him. Not only have we
been silent the whole time we came home, but also we have never mentioned it
until now.
I went to another town market with my husband.
I accepted the receipt and hesitated in front of cashier, feeling that
something had been miscalculated. A lot of people were waiting behind us. My
husband urged me to leave. Sure enough, I found the wrong calculation. It's a
small amount of money, but I wanted to correct it.
My husband urged me to 'just go out,' conscious
of the people waiting for behind us to be finished. I had a skirmish with
cashier, ignoring my husband's urging. My impatient husband got angry and went
out. I made a correction, got a mere sum of money, and
came out.
I shouldn't have touched my angry husband.
"You can't fathom your wife's position while sensing others
situations," I nagged and was thrown out of the car.
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