Chapter 1698 Awry
- Perhaps the gods were jealous of his good life too, so they had to make certain arrangements to disrupt his hard-earned peace. The phone vibrated nonstop on his bedside table. Larry reached for it and peeked at the caller ID. Next thing he knew, his weariness disappeared without a trace. He sat up abruptly, removed the covers, and rushed out of the room.
- What's wrong? Larry's sudden rise from the bed woke Joan up. She rubbed her eyes, still drowsy. Did Leslie wet the bed again? When Larry re-entered the room, he did not look so good. His wife noticed that his face was wet. Instincts told her something was awry. Joan sat up, pulled the blanket over Leslie, and cautiously climbed out of bed.
- She was getting increasingly distraught with each passing day as surprises kept popping up. The familiar and overwhelming anxiety was eating her.