Well it's been three days since the fight. Today is actually our anniversary. I have

to tell you the couch isn't too comfortable. I don't think anyone suspects anything

about us not talking. It's like when we are in public, Linda talks to me but as soon

as we come home, it's like I'm not there. Of course when we talk in public, it's

business. I just wish she would forgave me already for what I said. Tonight we

have to go to Shane's for dinner. Oh great I can tell it's going to me so much fun.

She can't ignore me forever, right?

Well it's been three days since I have talked to Vince. I have to say it has

been hard ignoring him. Although he needs to understand that he really hurt me by

what he said. The only time that I have talked to Vince is in meetings or if I have

to ask him a question about the business. I see the hurt in his eyes when I don't

talked to him. I think this has been the longest I have ever been angry at him. And

to top everything today is our anniversary. Well talk about the anniversary from

hell.

Tonight we have to go to Shane's also. I think it's going to be difficult to

hide the tension between me and Vince from Shane and Steph. I would prefer just

to say home and hide myself in some work or in a room. But no we have to go to

Shane's. Oh and the ride there is going to be just great too. Well back to work for

me.

At about 5 both Vince and Linda headed home in separate cars. This was

odd for both of them. Seeing that most of the time they would drive home

together. Linda was the first to arrive home and decided to change for the dinner at

Shane's. Maybe about 30 minutes later Vince arrived home. He looked at himself

and decided to change out of his suit. He headed to his room that he had not seen

in it seemed like forever but was only 3 days. He needed to finally go to the room

since he had ran out of clothes in his spare closet.

When he arrived in the room he saw Linda. She seemed to be looking at

something. Vince couldn't make out what it was though. He just continued in the

room and didn't bother to ask. He knew he wouldn't get any answer back anyway.

Vince opened the closet and heard a sorta of yell and a sound of shattering. He

turned around to see Linda who looked startled and a frame on the floor all broken

to pieces.

Vince ran over to the mess and looked to see if Linda was okay. "Oh I'm

sorry Linda, did I scare you?" "I'm just fine, what do you care anyway?" Linda

went to get a broom to clean the mess. Vince looked at the mess and it was a

recent photo of the two. "I remember this Vacation, Linda". Linda returned with a

broom and started to clean the mess. "Me too Vince, it was when you didn't care

about ratings". "When you were carefree and fun to be around". "Lets face it, you

haven't been happy since ratings have gone down".

"How did I change?" "Come on I didn't change that much". "Yes you did

and I know that deep inside you know it too". "Okay, I admit that since ratings

have been down, I haven't been the happiest person but was I that bad?" "Yes you

were, every night you would come home in a foul mood". "You know how sicken

that gets, Vince?" "Vince, I miss the man in this photo". Linda gently placed the

photo in his hand and left.

"Did I really change that much?" Was I really that mean? Was I that

miserable to be around? I took the photo and looked at it. Linda was right, I did

look different in this photo. I wasn't the same man. The man in this photo was

smiling, which I haven't done in so long. I knew I had to change this but how?