Saturday Night

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It' was late hours on a Saturday night, almost 21.00 hoursI was desperately waiting on you.Tried several times reaching your phone, only to find it was switched off.Strolling around the entire home, checking the clocks of every wall, with every second making me anxious and adding to my worries, rising my heartbeat. She will come here to live with me till Monday evening .In mind running so many questions. Thoughts are switching one to another and another to another. Would Her husband allow her to go to her cousin’s house ? She is rush driving? , if anything happened to