[ WP ] You return home from work and your girlfriend is not home . You text her `` where are you ? '' and she responds `` Im home , where are you ? ''

I waved goodbye to the cab driver and walked up the front steps, my briefcase hitting my knees in pounding defeat. 
 
 What a day. I always worked long hours, but the past couple months had been 14-hour days that left me dead exhausted. 
 
 The only excitement I felt was to see my wife and hear about her day. She had this real melodic voice, ya know, and no matter what she talked about it lifted my mood a bit. I know she'd had book club that morning, a regular doctor's checkup that afternoon. I wanted to hear every detail. 
 
 I opened the door and called her name. No response. Her shoes were n't flung under the table in the foyer, and her coat was n't on the hook, so I texted her. 
 
 *hey, where are you? * 
 
 Her response popped up only moments later. 
 
 *at home, where are you? * 
 
 I waited before replying. I reread her message, wandered up and down the hallway, checked for her car in the garage. No sign of her. 
 
 *also at home. No really, silly, where are you? * 
 
 The response was just as fast this time. 
 
 *that's your home. I'm at mine. Sorry it has to be this way. * 
 
 I dropped my phone in shock and the screen cracked in the lower left corner. Damn. 
 
 I replied again- a few times, really- but her response was n't so fast anymore. Instead of three seconds, it took three and a half years for her to answer. And that was to invite me to my daughter's third birthday party.
