Seattle 6:35 P.M. Wednesday

"Why do you always have to turn everything into an argument!? Can't we go one single hour with out arguing about this or that?" Tyler looked at his wife who was once again mad at him. They had been married for two years. It was a spur of the moment thing really. Well, what really happened was that they got drunk in Las Vegas one night and were feeling depressed and Tyler had asked Evie if she would marry him. He was serious, she was just drunk and married him.

"I'm not arguing, I'm just saying that you never put anything back right. God! Why do you always make me the bad guy in these situations!?" Evie was frustrated. She and Tyler had just bought their first home together. Their first year of marriage was wonderful. He was a great guy but the more she noticed how wonderful he was the more she noticed how wrong she was for him. She knew he could do better but she couldn't break his heart with a divorce so early in the marriage. She could tell he really cared for her. And yet she wanted to leave him.

Evelyn, Evie for short, had always been a free spirit who moved to Seattle to study. During college she was always the girl at every party. Everyone on campus knew her as just that, the party girl. She had her reputation for being wild and crazy but when she was sober, which was only Monday through Thursday, she was the sweet girl that got a long with everyone. That's the woman Tyler fell in love with. The one that went to protests to save the dolphins and other political rallies. The one that started one of the now most famous groups in Washington, the W.O.W., Women's Organization of Washington. She acted before she thought. Sometimes it was good sometimes it wasn't but she always did it to better the world.

And now as he saw his dream girl standing before him, at twenty-seven, he wasn't sure who she was. She had her on and off days. Something was wrong. After their first year together he noticed her attitude towards him change. Before she'd cuddle with him at the couch and make dinners for him once he'd come home from work. Now she slept so far away from him in the bed it was as if he had rabies or something. They never went out to eat anymore. It was always, 'Sorry Ty, I already ate and I'm not hungry.' It didn't seem like it. It seemed as though she just wanted to get away from him.

Tyler took a long sigh and looked down at the ground. He noticed she was barefoot. He made a small smile and remembered a night he'd never forget. A night when both of them were in the park walking and the sprinklers turned on getting them wet. She just laughed and took off her shoes and danced on the grass pulling him in with her. She always loved to be barefoot. A small thing he loved of her. "You're right. I'm sorry babe. Can we please just go to see a movie now?" He stepped closer to her and placed his hands on her hips.

She shook her head and pushed his hands away. "I don't feel like going out anymore." She turned away and walked back into their bedroom and closed the door locking it. Tyler scream inside himself clenching his hands into fists and felt like throwing something to release his anger but he didn't. He just went into his office and sat there on his chair. Tonight he'd be sleeping in the spare bedroom…again.

Pasco 7:02 A.M. Thursday

Ann walked around the kitchen making breakfast for her boys. Scrambled eggs and pancakes. Since she didn't work outside of home she always had time to make them breakfast before they went to school. Her husband Steve walked down trying to fix his tie to head out to work. "Hun don't you want something to eat before you leave?" She fixed up the boys plates and set them on the table and they started to eat. Ann walked over to her husband laughing and straightened his tie. He could never get it right and she was the one that always fixed it for him.

"I'll just have my coffee and toast." He took a sip of his coffee and gave her a small kiss on the cheek. "So how are my boys!" Steve sat at the table with them and Ann stood at the counter watching them talk and eat. She felt like the luckiest woman alive. Her husband was an engineer and she was working on her second novel. Their boys, Kyle, who was seven, and Justin, who was six, we're so good too. Their teachers always complimented her on how good she raised them.

Ann and Steve met at a small restaurant called Le Pier, Ann was working there part time during the summer her freshman year at the community college, Steve was visiting there to see his family. They were both eighteen. Ann was his waitress and after a few glances at each other he asked for her number and called her the next day to go to lunch. The rest from there is how you call history.

The couple wedded at twenty and had thief first child a few months after that. Steve was so happy to have two boys, even though Ann longed to have a girl but she was happy with what she had. She had no complaints about anything. Life for her was simple. She was a soccer mom. Taking the boys to school and from there Justin went to soccer practice and Kyle went to baseball practice. From there her husband would pick them up and once they were all home Ann had dinner on the table ready for them.

Steve loved his wife. She made everything so simple and perfect. They had no marriage troubles. His friends at work would tell him that he was lucky to not have a nagging wife like they did, always fussing about this or that. Steve just nodded and agreed that he had one of the greatest wives waiting for him at home. He knew she wanted a girl. When she was first pregnant she came upon a girl outfit at the store and had bought it in hopes that she would have a girl. But Kyle came out instead and they were both happy either way.

He wanted to give her a girl so they were trying again but the doctor had said that when she had Justin she tore too much and having another baby would be difficult and risky. So they decided that two was good enough. He remembered the car ride back from the doctor's office when he said that. Her eyes were glassy and yet she didn't shed a tear. She just smiled at him and told him it was fine. That she was happy with everything she had. But still there was that emptiness of not having a girl in their family to keep Ann happy.

Ann kissed her husband goodbye and wished him a good day at work as always and got the boys ready to head out and drop them off at school. She drove her mini-van to the post office to send out the outline of her new novel to her editor to see what she thought and decided to pick up the mail. She saw a letter from her old high school addressed to her. She opened it and it was an invitation to their ten year high school reunion. She just shrugged and kept looking through the mail. She didn't have time to go to it, she thought.

Spokane 9:15 A.M. Thursday

Massie was running around her apartment trying to find her keys. She was going to be late to work. She sighed and found them. "Finally." She thought. She rushed out of her place and to her car. Massie was always running late since she went into college. Life seemed to start losing time since then. Massie stopped by Starbucks to pick up her usual two shot caramel macchiato that always got her ready for her day. She was a music teacher with her own school. She taught the trombone, French horn and piano. She herself was learning to play the harp and drums to expand her business.

As soon as she got out of college with her masters in music everything was about business. Her life was always about schedules and such. She couldn't remember the last time she took time off. When she wasn't teaching classes she was working as a part-time receptionist in a doctor's office getting extra money to expand her school. Music was her life.

Massie had always been an independent character. Looking out for herself and what's best for her and her life. A family never really caught her attention. She always figured she might end up alone because of the way she led her life and the way she hardly let anyone in. So she closed the doors to her heart when she graduated from the college.

She walked through the doors to the doctor's office and went to the back to sit at the receptionist's desk. "You're late." Julie said, a nurse that works in the office walked up behind her. Massie looked up at the clock. "By a minute." They laughed and Julie went back to assisting a patient of Dr. Andrew Fields. He was about Massie's age. A year or two older. He did catch her attention when she first started working in the office but she knew that if something were to happen it would make it very uncomfortable to work there. So she just ignored it and pushed what she called a crush away from her mind and focused on work. "Who's my first patient Massie?" Andrew walked out from behind a door and looked out to see four people sitting down in the waiting room already. "Susan is here with little Chris. He has a fever and has had a cough for over two weeks." She handed him the file and he looked through it then called back the mother and son.

Massie watched him walk into the back with them and then looked back at the computer and continued answering the phone. Julie nudged her as she walked by, "Why don't you just ask him to lunch?" She had surprised Massie with the question and shrugged, "Interoffice relationships aren't allowed Julie." Julie snorted and laughed a bit grabbing another file taking a patient into the back.