He smiles weakly, and takes a sip of the water trying to relax.He needed to do that. If he didn't this would get worse he was sure. It seemed she wasn't yelling at him, or saying he shouldn't be curious about his child so that made him feel a little better. Though, he was scared she was seething in rage inside. It seemed  she was rarely upset with him, and now that  she was it was throwing him for a loop. Maybe these new  feelings were causing the weirdness. But, it seemed more  things were getting weird. Leigh looked over, and the ghost of the man he saw in his mind appeared, sitting on the other side of the table from him, grinning menacingly with teeth that seemed to be rotted and green. I saw blood on his hands. A knife began to inch across the  table. I gasped, then muttered  to myself. Not real, not real, not real.<br/>Leigh rubbed his temples.<br/>"Even if she wanted me, I would not leave you. I don't believe in divorce or cheating on a wife. Please stop worrying."<br/>He understood why she felt that way really, if he was in her shoes he would feel the same way so he didn't have an annoyed or angry tone in his voice.<br/>"Um, well...I think she changed her name since I looked her up when we  parted ways, so that  information won't be useful. She has red hair, green eyes...um..well I am bad  at describing people I think."<br/>He blushed, though red hair seemed  to be a rare thing so maybe that would be a little helpful?