He hadn't even been gone 48 hours now. He could go back and they could make up a story. He'd be back before four days. Not even a full work week. When you were gone for that short of time you could make up any story. A family tragedy he had to tend to. People would accept it publically but privately they wouldn't believe it. They would imagine what had really happened. And these imaginations would be even more absurd than the reality.

At that point wasn't it better to just tell them the truth. Then they wouldn't speculate something worse. They could just know the real truth instead. George thought of this while driving down the high way. He was driving west still. But was thinking about turning around.

If he did turn around. Which he hadn't decided to do yet... he would still want people to get a fabricated story. He would be okay knowing that htey were talking behind his back, wondering what the true story was. The truth would just be in his head. Maybe hiw wife would know one day. He would be okay with that he thought.