Tuck them away for now

The photo clenched it; my guilty conscience was getting the better of me. How can I be making a major medical decision without talking to my wife first? I tucked away the pills on the nightstand and made plans for broaching the subject with A later that night. I sprung into my day and worked on cleaning the house and running errands. I stashed the photo in my underwear drawer for the time being.

By three o'clock, I had mostly finished up all my tasks for the day and was feeling pretty tired. I ended up taking a nap.