As this day dawned I wondered why I woke up? Sunday morning and I had to be up by 7, the thoughts of lazing in bed till noon were quickly washed away like a torrent.
She was up, and sharpening her knives, by the time I found my self standing at her door, the knives were sharp enough to cut through metal.
I wonder what it was? Was it the food I cooked for her last night? Something was amiss this morning, sanity was passé.

You can on most occasions sense danger, when faced with, this morning I knew it was real, with less than 24 hours till D day, all hell was slowly but surely breaking lose.