Dee and I showered separately after she finished crying, then ate. Dinner was quiet; not an uncomfortable silence exactly, but a sort of mournful one. My wife knew now how much she’d hurt me, and I knew--or maybe just could finally admit to myself--that s...
How much did I really need to dust? Ugh, I knew already. I needed to dust enough so that Dee would be happy. That’s what this was all for, after all. So that Dee would be happy. She was out shopping, buying a new outfit for our guest. No, for her guest. F...
I was cold… shivering in my boots because I had dressed inappropriately for the weather. It was below freezing that night and I didn’t have on a single piece of practical clothing. All of it was for show. As an innocent twenty-two-year-old woman building...
Shade slipped off her dress, clad only in her shorts and sleeveless shirt, and dove down into the water below. The momentum from the dive pushed her down to the bottom of the ocean, where she grabbed the silt from the bottom in two gallon jugs, and then k...
