Saving Money
Somewhere between slumber and consciousness, Hank heard sobs. Recognizing the cries of his wife, Hank groaned to a seated position and leaned back against the headboard. An eerie green glow hovered just inside the master bath doorway. Without warning, brilliant light flooded the room and Hank squinted into the direction of the orange haze. Leaning against the doorframe, Trudy, his wife, sported a new flaming hairdo. Black streams snaked from her puffy red eyes and flimsy facial tissues did little to staunch the flow. Trudy stumbled to the bed and collapsed into Hank’s arms, wailing.