Linda turned to her husband, “James, he’s hiding something,” she said.
James scoffed, “don’t be so silly dear, how could you possibly think that after such a short time.”
James turned to face his wife, “well, explain this ‘feeling’ that you have?”
“I can’t explain it, it’s just a feeling. He was being cagey, you pretty much shared our entire life story and all we got from him was a ‘I needed a change’. It’s just very peculiar, James!” she snapped.
James stormed back across to their home as Linda stalked on behind him as she yelled, “cancel the dinner plans, I can’t think of anything I’d rather do less right now!”
“Fine by me,” James called back to her not even turning around.
James had poured himself a glass of wine at their bar and had sauntered into the kitchen.
“Are we going to talk about this?” James asked.
James could feel his cheeks begin to flush, “you’ll never let me live that down will you?”
Linda threw the sponge she had in her hand down on the unit and walked out of the kitchen, not even making eye contact with James.
James sat on the edge of the bed as Linda softly snored behind him. He loved his wife and he knew how lucky he was to have her, she’d stuck by him during the good times and the difficult times but part of him wondered how long she would hold his past mistakes over him.