A Visit for Mark

 That night, as we ate dinner, it was kind of awkward, because I didn't know what to say to Mark.

 I had trouble sleeping that night. I kept tossing and turning.

 Mark tried to comfort me. Normally this would make me feel better, but I couldn't get over my guilt.

 I was awoken by the feeling of nausea, and I ran to the bathroom.

 I threw up, signalling the start of my pregnancy.

 Mark got up before me. From now on, this will be from Mark's point of view, as I was asleep at the time.

 I woke up before my wife. I wasn't hungry (Dinner had been good) so I went upstairs to put out the fire. It made me nervous.

 Then, in a flash of light, the Grim Reaper appeared! I was shocked and couldn't make a sound.

 He came up to me, and started to talk. "You shouldn't trust your wife. Not completely, at least." He said. I tried to ask him about that, but as fast as he had come...

 ...He was gone.

I didn't have time to think, because I had to go to work. Work was more important right now.