Aaron had tried and failed to concentrate on work all morning. He was too nervous about what day it was. He had been progressively more of a wreck since the beginning of May, feeling like his time with his wife was about to be cut short yet again.
He knew it wasn't logical but he couldn't shake the feeling. He would be fine as soon as tomorrow came. Keeley would make it through the day exactly like her father had two years ago.
As he logged onto the internet to check something for a report he was writing, a breaking news banner flashed across his screen about a huge wreck involving nine cars and multiple reported fatalities already on the Long Island Expressway.
