His current girlfriend always did have anger issues.
It was probably a bad move, letting her move in. At first he would see the early niggling signs, often over the smallest things imaginable. Unhappily, this would be followed by a slow yet predictable escalation, until finally resulting in a state of full-blown fury. In just a few short weeks he had come to realise that her disposition was gradually getting worse. When they first met she came across as being slightly unbalanced; although it has to be said that this was shown in an almost amusing way. However, this developed into a mildly manic disposition, followed by the scenario that he had just witnessed where her sudden burst of anger, together with her running out into the night, had her exhibiting definite signs of being as mad as a March hare!
Now sitting, ears still ringing with the extremely loud bang made by the front door as it was slammed shut, he took the opportunity to think ahead. During recent days he had dropped several hints about how it would be better if she moved out. It was obvious that she just wasn’t getting the message. He could well imagine the whole thing worsening, with her going through a period of becoming completely troppo, then showing every sign of being as nutty as a fruitcake, and ending up being nothing short of barking mad!
He was considering all this while absently staring out into the night, when a great steak of fork lightening lit up the sky. This was immediately followed by a crackling noise as the power failed. Some electricity pole had no doubt been hit. A great clap of thunder then heralded a sudden heavy downpour of rain. He could hear it beating hard on the roof. He thought about her out there. He wondered where she was. She didn’t have an umbrella and she hadn’t stopped to put a coat on, of course.
It was when he turned away from the brewing storm with its torrential rain, its constant booms and flashes, that he saw them. Lit by lightening, they were sitting on the coffee table… her purse with her keys and her mobile phone.
He got up, went to the front door and locked it. He did the same at the back. He got ready for bed, pushed in his foam sleeping earplugs and climbed in.
