Angry

She left the restaurant with high bill in hand
she was in hurry, she couldn't miss her
important job in a bank she aimed at the
car, but she noticed that another car crashed
at hers suddenly she was surprised...
but there was standing young man who
started to sorry her about that accident - she smiled, she had good mood,they shook with hands...
No she wasn't angry, she was glad that she met
simple handsome man, who was in panic
No she wasn't angry, he suggested her
meeting with lunch
No she wasn't angry, angry...They met at the same restaurant, it seemed they fell in love each other their love became obvious...
She invited him later for a Chinese supper
- he agreed she prepared table, candles
and food she was waitig in an evening robe,
walking through the house impatient, but than
he called her, he would not come...It was too little to be angry, simply she thought
that he had more important things that she was!
/it was/ too little to be angry, but she was sad,
that again and again
she'd stay alone, no matter, maybe next time...angry, angry...Following night they spent in his flat, but morning she found a little message with flower at the phone:
" feel like at home, you know I love you, love you..."
but suddenly the phone starded to go -
there was a crying little child:
" daddy come home,we need you,mother is ill
we love you so!"...
She packed all of her things and wrote him :
" silly liar, traitor!"
He found it and did not understand, he thought:
Why she was so angry? maybe it was just a little
joke of hers
Why she was so angry? maybe she met somebody "kind" who told her the truth of mine...
Why she was so angry, angry, angry?