Footsteps

   Today, as I was sitting at the computer in the library, the sound of steps came from the area of the kitchen and into the diningroom. As my wife was out today, I assumed she had returned. But when she failed to make an appearence at the library door and our dog simply looked up but didn't make a mad rush to welcome her, I knew it was the famous steps again. But nonetheless, I got up and looked out the diningroom window to see if my wifes car was in the driveway, it wasn't. This is the first event for quite some time. The house was unusually quiet over Christmas.