“What the hell is this?” I screamed at Carol. She put off the shower and looked at me. Her face fell when she saw me holding the gun. She kept quiet.
“I asked you a question Carol,” I said. “Can you please tell me what a gun is doing in our home?”
“There is a lot that you do not know about me Nick,” Carol said as she got out of the shower. She got a towel and started drying her body.