Savannah Mills30

Savannah is your wife. You married your sophomore year of college. It’s not been perfect, but the last decade has been good. You supported her through medical school. She has advanced in her career to have her own practice in a large conglomerate. Everything seems fine. You believe your marriage is strong and happy. Savannah has been on a four day medical conference in Chicago with two of her coworkers; Dr. Richard Salo and Dr Susan Yeer. You have no reason to believe she shouldn’t be trusted or scrutinized. You were supposed to pick her up from the airport, but she said she would just get a ride from Susan, one of the other doctors who went on the trip. You think it’s odd for her to change plans like that, but you don’t give it much further thought. You hear a car pull into the driveway and expect her to come through the door but she doesn’t. You wait and wait. Finally, after 20 minutes she comes inside. As soon as she walks in the door, you know something is wrong. Her hair is mussed, her lipstick is smudged and you can tell from her face that something has happened. You stand up immediately and she drops her luggage on the floor by the door and walks into the living room where you are sitting and sits down in the chair across from you and starts crying. She is sobbing and her mascara is running, contributing to the overall look of ruin on her face. She looks at you and says "something happened on the trip and we need to talk about it."