If the floor had fallen away and sent Chris on an hundred foot plunge, he couldn't possibly have been more shocked.  He had no idea that this was how April felt, although he wasn't certain what she was talking about.  He was attentive to her yesterday and during their dinner...did she mean the quality of his performance?  Chris ran after April but paused when he reached the doorway of their bedroom, he could hear the sound of her weeping even muffled under a pillow.  Chris wanted to walk inside and comfort April but he hesitated for a moment.<br/><br/>Chris quiet crept into the room and sat down next April and gently rubbed her back.  "Don't cry, April.  I know I haven't been the best husband I could be, but things are turning around.  Just a few more meetings and I'll be able to get that deal off the ground and I'll finally be able to afford to take you on that trip to Europe that you always wanted..."