At home it was even worse. How Alan got through the weekend he would never know. His mother hovered over him, certain he was coming down with something serious. It was easier for him to play along with that, as he could never explain what was really going on. He let her take his temperature and fix him her special chicken broth. He put his foot down though when she tried to get him to go to the hospital for emergency treatment.
All through Friday to Monday he was beset by waves of anxiety. He feared he would be thrown in jail. Even if that didn’t happen, he could lose his job. These arrests were published in the local papers. Why had he ever gone back to the park? He knew the answer. Because despite what he was going through now, he still wanted to see Tom again.