I wasn’t supposed to be home.
The game I’d planned to attend out of state got canceled last minute, so I figured I’d surprise my wife, Heather. After eight years of marriage, I thought a spontaneous visit would be sweet. As I pulled into the driveway, I noticed her friends’ cars and heard laughter from the back deck.
Just as I was heading around the house, I heard my name. “Griffin is just so… I can’t even,” Heather slurred, sparking a chorus of giggles. Michelle, one of her closest friends, chimed in.