Waiting for Pam.Dave watched her go into the room. It was so clichéd but Pam really did look beautiful as she walked away from him. That red hair that had made him fall in love with her all those years ago lightly bouncing with each step she took. The door closed silently and he was left alone with only the clock to keep him company.Waiting for Pam.6 years ago in Awareness
He looked at the floor through his loosely clasped hands and wondered why the carpet in these places was always so damn drab. Running his tongue over the back of his teeth he could taste the bitter instant coffee that came from the machine in those pathetic plastic cups. How many of them had he had today? Did it matter? No. He glanced up at the clock. How long had she been in there? Seconds felt like hours here.
Pam's face appeared in his thoughts and he focused on her with that light scattering of freckles on her nose smiling in her wedding dress, screaming blue murder as she gave birth to their first, then second child, then lyi