My conscious would not let me leave without checking if he was still alive or dead, I hate this thing called curiosity, I walked back to him and felt his pulse on the neck and he was still alive, “ahh thank God” I whispered, grabbed his phone and called an ambulance I didn’t even know the unit number I was in so I had to go to the door to check it, they said they would be sending an ambulance shortly I grabbed my bags and ran out of there before anyone arrived. I walked past security who just looked at me didn’t even ask who I was which was good for me. I wanted to call a cab to take me to a bus station but I didn’t have a phone, I decided to put on one of my wigs and a cap and sunglasses just in case Mthobisi leaves Emily’s place and sees me walking down the road, I laughed at the thought of what I had just done to get away from my husband. The road was very quiet, but that’s the normality in the suburbs, the wind felt so good against my face I was thoroughly