Resentment boiled up in Rita like fiery hot lava.
‘No recognition! None at all!’
She ranted at her husband Rory.
‘I miss one appointment and get a rollicking like I’m some kind of Yobo who misses all the time.’
She paced back and forth.
‘No letting it slide. No turning a blind eye. No “I can see this is your first miss in 20 years”. No “Well done on the immaculate streak up until now“. Just the robotic – you missed it‘
Rita ripped her jacket off the coat rack and stormed out of the house.
Maybe a walk would help cool her down.
Thomas Duggan 