danimal3378
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Dan was walking down the street. It had been a hard day of work – big company meeting that had lasted three hours, lower than expected profits, company needed to look overseas to cut production costs. He was an engineer at plant there and it was his life ever since his wife died. He wasn’t overly concerned about losing his job, instantly at least, but many of his friends worked in the foundry and that was surely one of the first things to go. They were his lifeline, how could he go on without them? Walking and thinking, oblivious to the noise and commotion around him, too focused on the problems of his life: work, the fear, and the loss of his wife three years before.
He arrives home and after an hour he starts supper, tomato soup, something easy; he never really the cook his wife had been - all this time and he was still hung up on her. Of course not changing a thing about their home probably didn't help, but he just couldn't part with it, the memory of her. He eats in silence in the empty house, just like every day. He brushes his teeth, showers and then is off to bed. The next day is just the same, or so it seemed, but on his way home from work he saw her, the person who would change his life forever.
He arrives home and after an hour he starts supper, tomato soup, something easy; he never really the cook his wife had been - all this time and he was still hung up on her. Of course not changing a thing about their home probably didn't help, but he just couldn't part with it, the memory of her. He eats in silence in the empty house, just like every day. He brushes his teeth, showers and then is off to bed. The next day is just the same, or so it seemed, but on his way home from work he saw her, the person who would change his life forever.