Meanwhile, Linda Madison, in the middle of her morning cup of coffee, suddenly put down the cup and walked out the door. She no longer felt like she belonged in that house.
Things tend to follow patterns, or what seem to be patterns. Sometimes the reasoning behind things is not readily apparent and seems utterly inexplicable.
That said, Linda walked down the street, following the path Jon had taken earlier that day, to the same house, entering, her numb and barely thinking mind telling her this was home now.
She entered one of the bedrooms, claiming the possessions within as hers as well. She slipped out of her clothes, tossing them into a hamper, and began to change into 'her' clothes...
