Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back!

The approval process for the temporary flight route got the fast track, and the Gulfstream private jet took off from the private terminal, heading straight for Capital City Airport. When Phillip pulled up before the Watson Manor, four hours had passed.

His visit was a spur-of-the-moment decision, unplanned, and he hadn't considered that Tina might already be asleep at this hour.

Perhaps he had thought of it, but the impulsive heat of the moment overrode his usual rational thinking, which was a rare occurrence for him.

The house was in the serene darkness of the early hours, with no light from Tina's third-floor window, which suggested she had turned in for the night.

Phillip stood at the curb, leaning against his car door, pulling out a cigarette from the pack.

A voice cut through the night air as he was about to light it. "What are you doing by standing outside my house in the middle of the night?"

Phillip paused and turned his gaze toward the vineyard in the yard.

The lush grapevines covered a small gazebo, and in the dim light of the lamps, he hadn't noticed someone was sitting there.

Tina was swinging on a garden bench barefoot, cradling a glass bowl filled with washed green grapes.

breaking the firm skin to let the juice burst forth, her eyes fixed on the figure by the

of those unpredictable, beautiful coincidences. Phillip hadn't imagined finding the occupant of that darkened room down there eating grapes at the time, just as Tina hadn't expected her whimsical decision to enjoy the cool night air would have

a pleasant chill, and with the garden lights off, the lamps barely illuminated Phillip's

pocketed his unlit cigarette and stood

on, and walked to him, following

your hands, coming all this way just

Tina realized perhaps, just maybe, she had missed

"Why aren't you asleep?"

a new espresso machine all

in her hand.

scent of the grapes wafted between

like sour things." Without waiting for Phillip to respond, she retracted the bowl and returned to sit on the bench, patting the

and

since they last sat together like that. A gentle breeze rustled through the grapevine in the quiet of the deep

came looking for me?" Tina didn't want to assume, but him standing outside at this hour

want to wake you." Phillip didn't

he here for?' Tina wondered, considering he usually