And then you cry (A story that will make you smile)
Marcus finished his second morning cup of coffee and slammed the coffee mug down on the kitchen counter so hard that the handle to the mug broke off in his hand. This startled him out of his reverie — so much so that he did not even remember what he had been thinking about. He dropped the mug handle, which was still in his hand, down onto the counter top and stepped back away from the counter.
He looked down at the mess on the counter then he looked around the silent kitchen of his home. He then rubbed his face with both of his hands as though to wake himself from some strange dream. Looking around again, he realized that his heart was racing. He felt like he was about to explode.
Marcus turned away from the kitchen counter and walked briskly into the hallway where he pulled his gray hoodie off the wall hook and quickly put it on over the t-shirt he was wearing. He then proceeded to the front door. From a small ornate ceramic bowl on a small wooden table next to the front door, he picked up his car keys. Instinctively, his hands went down to feel the pockets of his sweatpants to see if he had his wallet on him. He did.
With car keys in hand, he left his home and quickly walked to his Subaru in the driveway. He was in the driver’s seat in a flash and…
