When Jerry arrived home the place was dark. No one was there. He sat and waited up for her, but no Loren. He made himself a drink, half expecting his wife, along with her sultry mood, but no Loren. He realized she was pissed for some reason, but this seemed a little too extreme. And by the evening of day two he had begun to miss her. He might have worried had this been the first time, but Loren had done this before, in fa...