Which is exactly why I was sitting in a car park at ten past nine not able to get my hands steady.
I picked up my phone to ring him and have it out.
And then I stopped.
Because I thought: if he has looked at me every morning for five days and lied, properly, to my face, then what is one more going to cost him?
So instead I sent six words.
You left your medication at home.
No question mark. No kiss on the end — which he will not have noticed, and which I noticed myself doing.
It came back inside about thirty seconds.
Work's mental this morning. I'll grab it tonight. x
I read that about four times.
Up to that point there was still a version in my head where this was nothing. A thing with HR. A surprise he was arranging. Something stupid.
That message finished it.
