Monica Kenny awakened and without opening her eyes reached across the bed to feel for her husband. He was not there.
She rolled over, barely opening her eyes to glance at the clock. The glowing red numbers flashed 4:37 A.M.
Monica sighed, peeled off the blankets, and threw her legs over the bed. She sat on the edge of it, wondering, should she really pursue this with him? But something had to be done. It had been almost every night for a week that she had woken up and found her husband gone.
She stood up from the bed, grabbed her robe, and ventured out to find him.
She walked slowly through the huge...