Once again, you were standing in the kitchen wrapping up the leftovers from your dinner, which was made for two, yet attended by one.  This would make the third time this week that Chen wasn’t home for dinner.  His reoccurring excuse of “working late” was starting to grow old.  You know he was dedicated to his job at the law office, but he never seemed to work as much as he does now.  He leaves home early and comes back late almost every day, including most weekends.  You were starting to feel lonely around the house by yourself.