She took the piece of paper out of her pocket and reached for the phone. She dialed the number that was written on the paper. "The line is busy. Whose this number could be?" She redialed the number. "Strange... It's busy..."
She took a seat in the armchair thinking at what happened and how did she get that paper. She was simply walking, going to nowhere, just trying to figure out of happened with her marriage. She hardly noticed a shadow passing by and she felt something in her hand... It was the piece of paper. When she looked around there was nobody on the street. She decided to return home. When she arrived in a lighted spot she took the paper, unfolded it and saw a number on it. She hurried home.
She looked at the clock... "It's been more than an hour since I tried calling... I'll try again". She dialed the number and... surprise! it was ringing. A warm manly voice answered.. "Hallo!" She closed her eyes... and started trembling... she couldn't open her mouth... It was the voice of her husband... "Hallo! Who's there please?"
