Jury! He glanced at the clock with weary eyes and then longed for the calendar that announced ‘Sunday.’ Rubbing his palms with a beholden smile, he sloped to the other side, like a caterpillar. Making a thin undertaking to flee the battlefield, he placed his right toe down the bed when the fabric of his shirt was seized. He meekly turned to face the wrath of his woman-in-charge. Last night’s disagreement over ‘ you are not the same anymore’ did not seem to