Headlights

Headlights painted the bend in front of the River Cluster. Tony, awash in the light, saw the cab winding toward him. He felt his heart in his throat. A car door slammed and there was a hard knock on the door.
“I am so sorry.”
She was furious. She did not speak.
“Pam, I can explain...” and she blew past him into his room.
“I need to sleep,” and as he started into the room she said, “Alone.”
“Pam, please let me...”
“Get out.”
She slammed the door in his face.