#lamoore

She knew it was irrational. She knew that being angry that he actually had to go and potentially save lives wasn't fair. Some days though, she really hated his job. She hated the long, lonely nights, or the days she had to do everything on her own only to have him come home to eat, shower and sleep. Sure, there were perks to his shift working like the days off, but that just wasn't enough sometimes for her to overlook all the problems she had with his job. To be honest, the route of it all was fear. Her fear that one day he just wouldn't come home. That she'd get the phone call any partner of someone in a high risk job feared. When he'd first started, every time the phone had rung while he was out had her heart in her stomach. That had eased, but it was always there, at the back of her mind.