Karen closed the door to the garage as she heard the automatic garage door go down. The house was quiet now because her daughter had already left for school and now her husband had left for his job. He was an executive at a local bank and the job was pretty stressful. He was a good provider and she completly trusted him in everything.
She was putting the dirty cereal bowls in the dishwasher when the phone rang. They never get calls this early in the morning not even sales calls.
" Hello" she said in a hesitating voice as she folded up the nightly newspaper that was on the kitchen table.
" Good morning" said the quiet voice. " Is this the Dolce residence?".
" Yes it is" she replied as she hesitated again.
" Is it possible to speak to Mr. Dolce?".
" You just missed him" Karen replied as she looked at the small round kitchen clock. " He's on his way to the office right now".
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