WTF?!

DH just called. The convo was tortuously brief:


DH: Oh. You're home.

Me: Yep. Just got here. What's up?

DH (in a low voice): Um...I'll have to tell you later.


WTF?! He was going to talk to the answering machine, but can't talk to me? Or doesn't want to talk to me....

All of a sudden I have a hideous lump in the pit of my stomach. Send good vibes my way - I have a feeling I might need them.