This could happen to you.
Kevin quickly put on his socks and shoes while searching the living room for his cell phone. Meanwhile, seated nearby on the couch was his wife, Annette, acting as if she were watching the television, but furtively peeking at her husband when he would turn away from her. They hadn’t been on good terms for a week and two days, going about their days as if the other does not exist. They both had a feeling that they were in the last days, or possibly weeks of their marriage, as counseling and individual therapy seemed to only make matters worse. Annette rolled her eyes and prepared to speak to her husband for the first time since their heated argument.
“Where are you going?” she asked as if she really did not care. “It’s ten at night.”
Kevin paused in his movement to conjure up an acceptable answer, telling her how spending time at the twenty-four hour hardware store was somewhat therapeutic for him, but there was not a store for miles that would be open that late. The truth was all over his face, and he knew it, often looking away from his wife, as if she would be able to read his mind through his lying eyes. Continue Reading