Friday Afternoon, 4:30 p.m., Hawaii Standard Time: She returns home from the bookstore in the rain. She considers parking the car on the street, but it is Friday. He does not have band practice, so they will be staying home. She stops in the middle of the street, clambers from the car, opens the gate, then carefully backs the car into the driveway. The driveway is narrow and She hates backing in, but feels very proud of herself because the car is parked and He won’t have to do it when he gets home. She secures the gate and enters the house.
Almost immediately, the phone rings. She crosses the room to answer it, still carrying her packages and her purse. “Hello?”
He says, “It is pouring rain here and it’s gotten dark early. I don’t want to ride the bicycle home. Will you come get me?”
Saturday Morning, 10 a.m., Hawaii Standard Time: He announces that he is going into the office to work. He has things he wants to get done that are much easier to accomplish when his staff isn’t in. She is not thrilled with his decision, but she understands it (and is still hopeful that He will compensate by taking Wednesday afternoons off as originally planned). She walks outside with him.
Because the yard is fenced and the driveway is gated, She almost always walks outside with him. As a rule, She kisses him good-bye, opens the gate, then waves at him as he drives away. This morning She had every intention of doing the same. When she approached him for the kiss good-bye, He frowned at her and backed away. She stopped, shocked.
“What?” She asked very defensively.
He said, “I thought you would drive me in and drop me off. I don’t want to pay $6.00 per hour to have the car on campus.”
“Oh,” She says, and looks down at herself. The dress she has on is literally a rag, albeit a very comfortable one. “Uhm,” She says. “Why don’t you wait right here for just a few moments?”
As she dashes in the house she hears him say, “Yes, good idea.”
Saturday Morning, 10:30 a.m., Hawaii Standard Time: They arrive at the university and both of them step from the car. She walks around the car to the driver’s side. They kiss good-bye and as He’s walking away he says, “Pick me up about two. I hope that’s enough time to get my work done.”
She says, “I’ll call before I come.”
He nods and turns away. She opens the car door and puts one foot inside. “Oh hey!” He turns around and waves his right hand at her. “I don’t want you to come back and pick me up at all!” He is very adamant.
She frowns and says, “Wha-?” Is this a break up? Is He never coming home again?
He says, “I have the bike, remember?”
She says, “Oh, yeah. Haha,” and suddenly she sees a series of seemingly unrelated events interwoven to create one big picture.