30. And The Love Bird, Fluttered High In The Sky
The moment he stepped out of the main door , Fury sneaked in, her eager eyes full of avid curiosity. My countenance, however, wasn’t expressing the buoyantly triumphant face that she had been anticipating. She assailed me with a volley of questions, anxious to find out what had induced such a weird shift of course. ‘I think I was too harsh on him’, I said in vindication. ‘Oh yea’, Fury derided sarcastically. Well, that wasn’t the entire truth. The worrying thing was that I truly sensed some sadness on seeing him leave. And much to my surprise my apprehension of not seeing him again preoccupied me overwhelmingly. Weird emotions rushed madly through me in such an unaccustomed manner. The exhilarating taste of the backwash of the storeroom incident as well as of the water cooler collision was far too unnerving for my romantic nature and my naïve inexperienced heart to cope with, and I was getting increasingly perplexed. However, as it turned out, his next ploy of premeditated absence seem