Revenge of the Husband

"I guess I'll see you later bro…" Anthony waved at Atlas as he exited the building of the factory he  worked in.

"Yeah, later man." Atlas  waved back at his  colleague and friend without looking at him. After the day's work he was too exhausted to move anywhere but straight ahead.

Atlas lets out a sigh of relief as soon as the outside breeze enveloped him, glad that he was finally away from all that toxic chemical in the factory.

The only good thing about work these days was when Atlas got to go back home to his wife and sleep. Usually he would be on his way to his  second job  where he worked as a waste carrier by now but it was his day  off and as much as he had pleaded with his  boss to let him take up extra shifts today, he had vehemently refused, saying that he was taking too much space here and that he wasn't the only one that needed money.

It would have been funny if it wasn't completely true. Atlas was in fact always there, picking up  extra shifts every chance he  got. It wasn't exactly because he loved his  job so much, after all, his job was to pack and dump waste, it was because he needed the money  even though the pay was piss poor. He'd even gotten himself a nickname, Shift sniffer, because of how eager he was to take up extra shifts.

He was doing all of this work for one reason and it was Jessica, his wife.

Atlas walked along the sidewalk, his hands in the pocket of his worn out jeans and his eyes trained straight ahead. He couldn't wait to get home and crash. He  had not gotten much sleep throughout the week. Hell, he had not gotten much sleep in years and it had begun to take a toll on his body albeit slowly.

As he continued down the busy sidewalk  of Preston, his thoughts  focused on getting home and falling into the arms of his wife,  his phone  buzzed loudly in his pocket.

Without hesitation, Atlas  plucked out the buzzing phone from his pocket to check who was calling only to find out that it was simply his alarm. He'd apparently set a reminder for something he couldn't remember.

Confused as to what he had set a reminder for, he typed out  his pin, opening his phone.

Atlas stopped abruptly in his tracks as soon as he saw the words ANNIVERSARY! Written in bold letters onr his screen.

"Oh shit!" He cursed, his eyes widening in shock and distress still staring at his screen.

"Don't just stop in the middle of the road like that, you don't own it, you know." an annoyed voice snapped as the owner ambled past him.

"Move out of the way!" Another voice said, ambling past tge still shocked Atlas.

"Sorry." Atlas said absent-mindedly without so much as glancing up at the stranger who had almost bumped into him. He was more concerned about the crisis in his hands.

Shit! Shit! He cursed again as he stepped to the side of the walkway. He'd forgotten about his wedding anniversary!