She told herself that this was her intention in going there; however, she soon understood it had been different. These visits were always convivial, slightly formal, a way of showing him thanks and respect, and maybe also her maturity—the risks she was taking. Rather than a failure or a half-fail...
Flash lay there alone, wound tight and unresponsive. This was a sight he’d looked forward to, yearning for an end to his wife’s lassitude, but found jarring, encountering it in reality. In the bedroom he was happy to see the shape of her in their bed, because she hadn’t slept in it with him for w...