I was restless while waiting for Mr. Chavez inside his office. He is talking to someone on the phone and based on what I can see, the man is talking to his girlfriend. The smile is constant, not just a smile, that panty-dropping smile. Gosh, if only I didn't really have a husband, I might be one of the employees who pay attention to sir.

Because I have decided to give up the house Brent and I live in. Little by little I've worked out the things that will only cause me problems when Brent and I break up. I feel like that's where we're going. No, my dear husband...