Work, home, dinner, sleep. She slept in the bed and he found his way to the floor next to it every night. They woke, were pleasant and sometimes even joking, and then another work day started. They had hosted another husband from the community once already and it went just fine. Amy realized that if you just kept your head down and your mouth shut, they really didn't even seem to notice you. But Roger noticed. She caught his eyes on her constantly. To say that she wasn't feeling something for the man was the biggest kind of lie. But she was just pretending and showing him some kindness, and he was definitely just pretending. He'd told her so and shook on it. Today was a Friday and she was looking forward to the weekend. Maybe she could talk Roger into another drive in the convertible. She smiled at that as they pulled into Mitchell's Supply. She followed him back into the shop and took her usual stool. He immediately started on a sign that needed to be finished.
