Close to You

I finish making the meal, fear in my stomach. He's coming home tonight. He went on a business trip with some new investors. I prayed all weekend that it would go well. That way he'll be happy and won't hit me. His little brother came to stay with us for a few days. He won't dare hit me in front of him will he? No. He won't. Please God, don't let him hit me tonight, I beg you. While the soup is simmering on the stove, I am busy setting the table. I do everything the way he likes it to avoid upsetting him. I wear the red dress he likes with pumps. I leave my hair down as he often asks me to do.

At eight o'clock, there's a knock at the door. Caleb goes to open it.

 <> He says, opening his arms to his big brother.

 << Cal... What are you doing here? When did you get here? >>

<< I've been here since Saturday night. I asked Emme not to tell you, I wanted to surprise you. >>

  << Well, for a surprise, this is one. >>

I stand at the banister, my heart full of apprehension. As soon as he enters, I give him my best smile. He stares at me from head to toe and his face instantly closes. My smile disappears right away, I know this doesn't bode well.

 << I made your favorite food, >> I say as I walk over to him.

 << And believe me it smelled divine so I can't even imagine what it tastes like in my mouth. You are lucky to have such a woman. >>

<< Yes, I am >> he answered his brother in a strange way. The meal passes in a dead silence. The only one to speak is Caleb. To ask his brother from time to time what the trip was about and if it was fruitful. An hour later, Caleb gets up from the table.