He Took A Secret Trip With His Lover—And Came Home To Nothing

through sheer effort, the way you keep watering a plant you haven’t realized is plastic.

At six-thirty, my phone rang. Richard.

“Hey,” I said, smiling. “Are you on your way home?”

“Actually, I’m calling about next week. We’re going to Palm Springs. The whole family.”

My smile faltered. “Oh. That sounds fun. When should I pack?”

There was a pause. Just a continue reading …