John
Peterson lives on Long Island; he travels one hour every day to and from work.
John works in a button factory that has been in his family for seventy years.
His wife Gloria is a home maker; she stays at home and takes care of the
children and the daily chores of the house. Every night at 7:00 she has dinner
ready because her husband has been home promptly at 7:15 every night of their
marriage, except for times that he had to meet with clients. One night 7:15
came and went and there was no sign of John. He had not phoned to tell Gloria
that he would be late. Gloria watched the clock, it was now 8:30 “Where the
hell is he” she shouted with anger. She calls the office there is no answer,
she calls his cellular phone it goes to voicemail. Now Gloria’s anger turned
into fear, maybe he was in an accident or mugged coming home? She paces the
floors all evening praying for the phone to ring with an explanation. The phone
remains silent and Gloria falls asleep from exhaustion. She is awaken by a car
door close in the driveway, she looks out the window and sees her husband.
Gloria is relieved; she makes her way toward the door. John Strolls in, it is
now 9:00 AM and he looks tired and haggard.’’ Where were you last night? Gloria
shouts at John,” There was no response. He walked past her with his head down
and went into the bathroom. Gloria follows him like a ravaging dog after their
owner. “I said, where you were last night?’’. John pauses for a minute to
collect his thoughts, he begins to sweat but he knows he must come clean.
“Gloria, I have been unfaithful to you, and I was with her last night’’. Gloria
is stunned and doesn’t know how to respond, she feels her heart sink into
abyss. John puts his hand on her shoulder and quietly said ‘’Gloria, it’s over
I don’t want to be here anymore, I want a divorce.” With her pride in tact she walks away as the
tears of 15 years of marriage goes down the drain with her dreams.