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No | 2024-09-26 19:09 | active | 1541 | 0 | šØ 5 NEW SPOUTS ARE HEADED YOUR WAY! šØ Ā On single-serve bottles in late October/Early November: -Super Sonic is speeding in with a metallic gold makeover. š -TMNTās Leo from Tales of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles is ready for action. š¢š„ -Baby Groot lookinā cute from Marvelās Guardians of the Galaxy. š± Ā In 3-packs in November -Pua from Disneyās Moana makes his adorable debut.š·š -Cakey Cat from Gabbyās Dollhouse is stepping out in star-shaped glasses. š¶ļø Ā Enter for a chance to win them all before they hit stores. Ā Here is how to play: 1. Like this post 2. Follow usĀ @good2growdrinks 3. Let us know in the comments which top your little will want the most! Ā We will pick 2 winners at random from eligible entries to win. Must be 18 or older and a resident of the continental U.S. to enter. The giveaway ends on 10.01.24 and is not sponsored by Instagram or any of our licensors. We will only correspond with winners through messaging on THIS page. #good2grow #sonicthehedgehog #tmnt #gabbydollhouse #babygrootš± #babygroot #pua #collectthemall | VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE | http://instagram.com/good2growdrinks | good2grow | https://www.facebook.com/good2growdrinks/ | 69,637 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Visit Instagram profile | 0 | instagram.com | VIDEO | http://instagram.com/good2growdrinks | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461338416_2256719257996260_2463431394922726751_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=xVU0fq6G3TsQ7kNvgH3VgvZ&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYBA-J8jn_Cf1wiTsMBQcEen2GItVgy5AvAk8XSnf0Ea7Q&oe=66FBB2A7 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | good2grow | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Bayonetta Bundle Pack for Nintendo Switch? You betcha. https://pnpgamesonline.com/?s=bayonetta+switch&post_type=product Bayonetta 3 Pack (1, 2, 3) - $184.99 CAD (~$136 USD) Bayonetta 4 Pack (1, 2, 3, Origins Cereza) - $239.99 CAD (~$177 USD) Or Enter to potentially WIN one of two giveaway bundle prizes here: https://x.com/PNPGames/status/1837166730084503892 SHOP PNPGAMESONLINE.COM ā FREE Shipping on Orders of $65 CAD+ within #Canada / USA and Three #Winnipeg Retail Locations! #VideoGames #PNP #NintendoSwitch #Nintendo #SwitchCorps #Bayonetta #Bundle #Sale | NO_BUTTON | PNP Games | https://www.facebook.com/pnpgames/ | 11,300 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | No button | 0 | IMAGE | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461183960_1043256980921190_2855118739330073383_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Go4iGevPDiIQ7kNvgGd2WhH&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AVKmsSEm-yzSXU9SYxH5ly0&oh=00_AYCb-R_dxhps2jgkA__unfx7BR5ZuK0piAOco971OJUlvw&oe=66FBCB74 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | PNP Games | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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No | 2024-09-26 19:10 | active | 1541 | 0 | š„Click To Read Onš | A new mate? What? How? "Finally, we get to have a Luna after that letdown." My heart sank. That letdown was me. But Tomas was picking someone new? What about us? Our bond's not done, but itāll wreck me if he chooses someone else while I still got his mark. I couldnāt even look at my food anymore, and I walked out. I had to see if it was really true, or if those girls were just trying to mess with me since they knew I was listening. I stepped outside, the cold evening air biting my skin. I followed the crowd hurrying in one direction. There was Tomas, up on the big stage, facing a woman with bright red hair. Iād know that hair anywhere. His fangs were showing, and he looked ready to make it official. Just like the girls said, he was about to take a mate. And it was Flora. I turned and left fast. I couldnāt watch. But escaping wasnāt easy. I dropped to my knees, howling in agony as I felt our connection tearing apart. The last little thread between us snapped. For five years, he hadnāt tried to remove our mark, and I clung to a sliver of hope he'd take me back despite his coldness. I was so wrong. I crawled, my fingers clawing the earth, struggling to reach my room before I blacked out. It was the hardest thing Iāve ever done. The pain was intense, and my body was giving out, but I fought the darkness, desperate to reach the cold safety of my room. It felt like forever, but I finally made it. I had just closed the door when I collapsed, smacking my face on the floor. A sharp pain shot from my stomach to my groin. I rolled over, trying to kneel to ease the pain, but it just got worse. I screamed into the floor, my hands tearing at the dirt. "Help me," I cried over the link. I didnāt know who I was reaching out to, but I needed help. Yet, no one would come. They never did. I collapsed, agony ripping through me just as I passed out. When I woke up, the strong scent of blood hit me. Moving sent a sharp pain through my belly, and my thighs were sticky. I rolled onto my stomach, my fingers brushing my forehead. I gasped, seeing the blood on my hand. This wasnāt new to me, so I knew right away what was happening. Another miscarriage. My third in three years. I sobbed out loud. "I cried my heart out, it was like a soul-deep scream. "Why me?" I'd asked this a million times over the past five years. Why was all this crap happening to me? I lost my family and all my joy in one single night. Tomas didn't want me anymore. My family ditched me and my best friend turned into my worst nightmare. I cried till there were no tears left. I got up, threw on every piece of clothing I could find, and got out of there. The pack was too caught up partying for their new Luna to even see me. My folks were too busy celebrating. I barely made it to the river, peeled off all the bloody clothes and sheets. I stepped into the water, washed all the dirt away. Tried not to think about the baby I'd just lost. It hurt, sure, but nothing like the first time I lost a kid. That was brutal. This time, I didn't even know I was pregnant. After cleaning up, I just sat on the riverbank, didn't bother covering up. The cold was biting, but I ignored it. It was nothing compared to what I'd been through. My mind kept going over today's disasters. I felt like crying again but I stopped myself. I was sick of living like this. Pathetic, at the mercy of all the other wolves, treated like dirt. I couldn't do this anymore. I was totally over it. "You should go," someone said from behind. I spun around. Didn't bother covering up because he'd seen it all before. "Here, wear this," he tossed some clothes at me. I dressed slowly. "Get out. If you wanna stay alive." I'd thought about it loads. "Where would I go?" That was always the sticking point. A black wolf was bad news everywhere. Who's to say it wouldn't be even worse than here? "Anywhere but here," I looked at Gideon hard, but he looked away. He walked off, then came back with a bag. "Here's some basic stuff. Take it and go. Save yourself." "Why?" He gave me a weird look. "Why are you helping me?" I asked, real curious. Gideon had always hated me, made it crystal clear. But since finding out I was a black wolf, he'd been the only one kinda nice to me. He didn't chat or comfort me, but he'd leave ointments for my cuts and bruises. Fresh clothes when I was left with nothing. "You'll find out one day. Now go." "Thanks," I said, meaning it, trying hard not to cry. I grabbed the bag and started walking away. I could hear him following closely behind me. After a short while, I saw the border. I turned away, jumping over the border. I felt the bonds breaking and my connection with the pack was severed. There was a pounding in my head and I wobbled on my feet. This was nothing compared to what I had felt earlier. A chuckle escaped me and then it turned into full-blown laughter, which soon became crying. It wasnāt because I was in pain or hurt or anything bad. It was a cry of joy, of relief, of unexplainable happiness. I was finally free. My joy didnāt last long because I heard a howl, one so powerful it shook the ground. I knew instantly whose howl it was. I had to get away but knew I couldnāt outrun him. There was only one option: to shift into my wolf form. I had forgotten what it felt like. Since that day five years ago, I had been forbidden from shifting into my wolf. No one wanted a constant reminder that there was bad luck among them. Since the alpha didnāt want to kill me, the next best thing was to forbid me from shifting. Another howl echoed in the dark, much closer this time. I urged my wolf forward and the shift began. My bones cracked and I screamed in pain. It was the most horrible thing I had ever experienced, but the result made me forget the pain. I was in my wolf form. I quickly grabbed my bag in my jaw and tried to run. I stumbled over my legs, not used to running on four legs. I picked myself up, took slow steps forward, and then I was running through the night. The sound of paws pounding the ground and bushes rustling behind me reminded me that I was being chased. There was nothing to do but keep running. If he caught me, I would be forced to relive h*ell. I pushed myself harder, the wind rushing in my ears as I continued to speed up. I didnāt know if I had crossed into another territory or if I was still in neutral ground, but one thing was clear: I was in danger. If any of the packs spotted me, a black wolf, Tomas would be the least of my worries. Confused about what to do next, I stopped. I scanned the surroundings and saw hilly rocks in the distance. I had never been to this part of the kingdom. I jumped over branches and my paws hit the hard ground. I pushed through until I saw caves. The darkness at the entrance scared me, but thinking about Tomas, I rushed inside. I stubbed my paw on a rock I hadn't seen in my haste and winced. Luckily, there was no blood because that would've been a dead giveaway. I navigated the hallways as the cave grew darker. "Where are you bi*-tch?" I heard Tomas's angry shout and froze. He was here? He'd seen me enter? Then he'd definitely find me. I edged closer to the wall, pressing myself against it. I thought about turning back into my human form but quickly scrapped that idea. I stayed glued to the wall, my heart pounding in my chest. "Youāre gonna regret running off, you sl*ut. I'll make you regret it. I'll let all the warriors have a turn with you. Youāll freaking regret it. Just come out now," he yelled, frustrated. āDonāt let him find me. Donāt let him find me,ā I repeated in my head like a mantra. "Come out, Ione. Baby," his voice softened, like it was back when we first met, before I shifted, before everything changed. It was also the first time he'd called me by my name. My heart softened, and the eighteen-year-old me who loved him wholeheartedly showed up. His words swayed her, and she wanted to step out. "Just come out, baby. Let's go home together," he cooed again. My heart fluttered at his gentle tone. 'He still loves us. Heās just upset that youāre a black wolf and you guys canāt be together,' a voice in my head rationalized. 'Letās go out,' the voice encouraged. No. He didnāt mean any of it. He was just being his usual manipulative jerk self. He didnāt care about us, and he definitely didnāt love us. "Iāve asked nicely and you donāt wanna come out. I know you're here and I'll find you. And when I do, youāll freaking hate yourself. You better come out now, or Iāll give you a light punishment, wh*re," he sneered. That was really him, showing his true colors. Thank goodness I didn't fall for his fake kindness and revealed my true self to him. "I'll find you," he snarled, and then I heard his footsteps fading away. I let myself change and ended up sitting naked against the cave wall. He'd be back for sure. But I'd be long gone by then. Still, it was weird he couldnāt sniff me out. I didn't dwell on it though. I grabbed a long dress from the bag Gideon had packed and sneaked out of the cave. No one was around. Not sure where to head, I went around the cave and took the dry path behind it. I ran fast, my heart slamming against my ribs until I felt safe enough to slow to a walk. I walked and walked, hours passing until the sun set, but all I saw were bushes and the occasional cave. My eyes were drooping and my body felt super weak. I needed to crash and sleep. But the fear of Tomas finding me kept me going. I kept moving until my legs wouldnāt carry me anymore. I saw a cave in the distance and decided to crash there. The steps were steep and I climbed them with a struggle. I breathed out in relief when I got to the entrance. I staggered, shutting my eyes tight to steady myself. I dragged myself into the cave and flopped to the ground. I set the bag next to me and leaned against the wall. I was just closing my eyes when a noise jolted me awake. Panic shot through me and I snapped my eyes open, alert. 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SparkLee Sisters Charity Ball | Get ready to dance the night away at the SparkLee Sisters Charity Ball - a fun event for a great cause! Adults 18+ . We're back for another fundraising night for two cancer charities! Event is 18+. Advance tickets recommended. Desserts, Dancing, & Live DJ!This is your chance to get dressed up and party! Join us for a fun evening to raise money for two cancer charities. We will have a Red Carpet arrival, dancing with a LIVE DJ, desserts, giveaway prizes throughout the evening, and a silent auction. Schedule: 6 :30-7:15 - Red Carpet Arrival and Photos 7 :15 - Welcome message from the SparkLee Sisters - Kathryn and Rebekah 7 :30 - Ballroom Dance Instruction 8 :00 - Dancing with our DJ Mark Christiansen with SwissMixx Audio 9 :00 - Silent Auction Winners announced | BUY_TICKETS | https://www.eventbrite.com/e/sparklee-sisters-char | SparkLee Sisters | https://www.facebook.com/sparkleesisters/ | 324 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Buy tickets | 0 | eventbrite.com | EVENT | 325 South Main Street,Kaysville,84037,US | https://www.eventbrite.com/e/sparklee-sisters-charity-ball-tickets-991487845837?aff=efbevent | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461315763_1773389483481895_2839548575463633137_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=rMS4ruMNfKUQ7kNvgF1ahEu&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AvcxpsNty4FB2nFUXpGcc-Q&oh=00_AYDkqZfWVXxY8eQYCpb7x3ipKtM0vG1vd-XalqRHUcilzA&oe=66FBB3B3 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | SparkLee Sisters | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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11th Annual Pappy Giveaway | LAST CHANCE: Enter to win $15K of bourbon and cash before itās too late. | SHOP_NOW | https://huckberry.com/pappy?utm_source=facebook&ut | Huckberry | https://www.facebook.com/Huckberry/ | 280,500 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Shop Now | 0 | huckberry.com | DCO | Ends Today | https://huckberry.com/pappy?utm_source=facebook&utm_medium=socialp&utm_campaign=pappy&utm_id={{ad.id}}&utm_term=men-still-image-pappy-lp&utm_content=acquisition | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461317557_542469591693397_5986206069879454503_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=pHyh1EFzskkQ7kNvgHs4bD7&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYCUx0A7UjWBzzNMKqzK5-vGRSqeh7l4HlrFj14AcniYQA&oe=66FBC2F2 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Huckberry | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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BCHALLENGED GIVEAWAY | š„ Get ready for a mind-blowing deal that's gonna save you some serious bucks! We are offering more than a whopping 30% off all our products. Plus, we will give you an additional 10% discount if you use one of the BAMBASSADOR codes that we post on Instagram and Facebook every day. Follow us now to score this incredible offer! Lifetime Warranty. Worldwide Shipping! | SHOP_NOW | http://btacticalshop.com/ | Btacticaluk | https://www.facebook.com/BTacticalUK/ | 1,092 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Shop Now | 0 | btacticalshop.com | DCO | Ā£500 BTACTICAL GIFT VOUCHER | http://btacticalshop.com/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461445065_912037014161990_582377222626305430_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=DTraWoIkhpwQ7kNvgGCIaae&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AlgmjR66MtksNYKYA91-691&oh=00_AYADN4kZYDhdgN7Jsba3GO3MB_Bl9DCM-SEi48P7ELKMDw&oe=66FBAF2B | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Btacticaluk | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Reserve your ticket today to help save kids' lives. | Reserve your Wichita St. Jude Dream Home Giveaway ticket for your chance to win the home and other prizes. | LEARN_MORE | https://ad.doubleclick.net/ddm/trackclk/N575301.19 | St. Jude Children's Research Hospital | https://www.facebook.com/stjude/ | 2,940,093 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn More | 0 | dreamhome.org | DCO | https://ad.doubleclick.net/ddm/trackclk/N575301.1960500FACEBOOKAD/B31317662.401386916;dc_trk_aid=593299169;dc_trk_cid=222389615;dc_lat=;dc_rdid=;tag_for_child_directed_treatment=;tfua=;gdpr=$%7BGDPR%7D;gdpr_consent=$%7BGDPR_CONSENT_755%7D;ltd=;dc_tdv=1 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461416163_1650314105512023_4657125292592790105_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=3JUWjcsRkm0Q7kNvgHQo90u&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYCzdr35EFUbU7vGdrDIcTDXyIXdWKhx1rkgsSjTU1-URg&oe=66FBCC79 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | St. Jude Children's Research Hospital | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Yes | 2024-09-26 19:10 | active | 1541 | 0 | š„š„ Click to Read šš»šš» | That doesn't help, Michael. You chose to collude with her to keep a secret from me. From your wife. You were keeping a secret with another woman. How long have you been... how long have you been seeing her?" He looked shocked. "I'm not. We're not. It's not like that, honey." "Ah. The beginning of Michael and Linda. The beginning of you choosing another woman over me." "I didn't choose her over you. Suze, Linda's your best friend." "No, she's not. Not if she could treat me like this. Not if she was luring my husband away from me." __________ I sighed, and began putting the stew in a Tupperware container. Despite it being Saturday, my husband had been at work all day. He'd been working so many extra hours lately, I felt like I never saw him. Being at home with nothing to do but keeping house, cooking and sewing got lonely. My friends were busy with their children, but Michael and I hadn't been so blessed yet even though we'd been married four years. It'd been terribly discouraging and between the long-time disappointment of not having children and the more recent disappointment of my husband never being home, I was at odds as to what I could do to help my spirits along. I needed something more than volunteering at church on three different committees. In desperation, I'd secretly become an Avon lady. Ding, Dong, Avon calling! Somehow, even though Michael had always told me that he didn't want me working because I could do the most good in our home, I'd discovered that I not only loved selling Avon, but I was actually good at it. For the last four months of the six I'd been selling it, I was in the top three for my district. I made my calls during the day and still hadn't told Michael. That was because I was saving all the money I made to buy him a used Harley-Davidson motorcycle. He'd always dreamed of owning one, and I'd thought I could help that along by earning the down payment for one. So far, I had a nice little nest egg saved, and I'd been extremely frugal with my grocery allowance and pin money Michael gave me each week, which allowed me to put anything leftover into the Harley fund. Even if I couldn't have my dream of children yet, Michael could have his dream of a motorcycle. My husband worked hard, and he deserved to have some fun. With the stew in the refrigerator, and not knowing when Michael was coming home since he wasn't answering his phone at work, I felt completely at odds and didn't feel like sitting down with the mending. Sighing, I decided to give my best friend Linda a call. She'd withdrawn more and more from me in the seven months since her husband had been killed in Korea -- right before he was supposed to come home. But despite her pushing me away, I still reached out and called her, trying to get through to Linda in her grief. I'd had her over to our house often at first to get her out of her house, but I think seeing me so happy with Michael hurt her, and she grew even more distant with me. Maybe she'd be willing to come over more often if she realized Michael wasn't home, which seemed to be the norm now instead of the exception. I was hoping she'd eventually meet someone who would help spark her interest in life again because she was honestly one of the most beautiful women I knew with her lush brown hair and hourglass figure.Her phone rang once, twice -- "Hello?" she said. "Hi, Linda, it's Susan. How are you?" "Um, fine --" Then I heard a voice in the background. "Just finished painting the garage, Linda. Smells good in here. Dinner ready yet? Oh, sorry -- didn't realize you were on the phone." I knew that voice. "Is that...Michael?" I asked her. Swallowing hard, I gripped the phone tighter, waiting for her to confirm what I already knew. That was my husband's voice, the dead giveaway his deep, southern drawl that you didn't typically hear up here in the Midwest. My husband was over at Linda's, painting her garage, which meant he'd been over there a while. No wonder he hadn't answered his phone at work. And he was planning on having dinner with her. I won't be home for dinner tonight, Suze. I'm working late. It's going to be another late night, honey. Go ahead and eat without me. I'm not getting out of here anytime soon. From there, it didn't take me long to figure out that Linda had begun to distance herself around the same time that Michael had begun working late. Linda sucked in a breath and hung up on me, and I didn't bother calling her back. Since Michael had our car, I couldn't exactly go running to the other side of town where she lived and confront the two of them. Instead, I sat on the couch and waited for Michael to come home. The grandfather clock Michael's parents gave us for our wedding present was the only noise in the quiet house as I waited for my husband to come home. Tick tock. Tick tock. Seven chimes. Tick tock. Tick tock. Eight chimes. Lights turned into our driveway at eight fourteen. Minutes later, Michael walked in the side door. "Suze?" he called out. I didn't answer. Let him look for me. He walked into the living room, and almost startled when he realized I was in the dim room without a light on. "Suze? Honey?" He switched on the lamp. "Why are you sitting here in the dark? Are you OK?" "Just thinking," I said absently. He sat beside me on the couch, and when his legs would have touched me, I moved mine aside. I'd come to some conclusions when he hadn't come home for more than two hours after I'd called. "How was work?" Now that I knew, I didn't miss the hesitation. How many hesitations had I missed over the last months? When had this started? Why had he started this? "It was work," he said. "Got a lot done." I suppose painting a garage was work and if he finished it, then yes, he got a lot done. He was telling me the truth, but I now understood his truth for what it was: a lie. His lies. "Who was in the office with you today?" "Just me," he said after that barely discernible hesitation. "After a long day, you must be hungry. I made some stew that I could warm up for you." "I grabbed something already." Again, not a lie. "At Linda's." No question, just a statement. I was watching him, and he straightened up. "What?" "I called Linda today, and I heard you come into her house, telling her you'd finished painting her garage. Then you were wondering if dinner was ready. You apologized for not realizing she was on the phone. Your accent was unmistakable." My husband's Adam's apple moved up and down in his neck. "Honey, I went over to paint her garage. That's all." "And to have dinner with her." He didn't say anything. "Fortunately tomorrow is Sunday. During the Confession of Sin, you'll certainly have a long list in your head when you confess to those things which you ought not to have done. Lying to me about where you were. Lying to me about what you were doing today. Lying to me about who you were with. Lying to me about your dinner. You left me home all alone on a Saturday, telling me you were at work, and I worried when I called you at the office and you didn't answer. You were with Linda. All this time, you were with another woman. Why didn't you come home right away when she told you I called?" "She didn't tell me that was you on the phone. She said it was a neighbor. I would have come straight home -- Too late he realized his mistake. "If you'd realized your secret was out. But otherwise, it was OK to stay? With Linda. I suppose I should consider myself lucky you came home this early. Although if dinner smelled good when I called, what have you been doing since dinner? Having dessert?" Michael reached for me and I leaned away from him. He followed me anyway and took my hands in his, holding on when I would have pulled them away. "Suze, stop. It's not what you're thinking. I was just helping her out." "Then why the secrecy? Why not tell me?" "She asked me not to." "Let go of my hands," I said, and he very reluctantly did. I stood and so did my husband. "That doesn't help, Michael. You chose to collude with her to keep a secret from me. From your wife. You were keeping a secret with another woman. How long have you been... how long have you been seeing her?" It took him a moment to understand my delicate wording and he looked shocked. "I'm not. We're not. It's not like that, honey." "I've had a long time to think since I made my discovery. And I realized that when you began working longer hours, Linda began distancing herself from me. At first, it was just the occasional late nights at work for the first four months or so, but in the last three months, you've been missing more and more dinners, working late three or four nights a week. Either Linda was systematically stealing you from me or you were actively pursuing her. Either way, you have been lying to me and dishonoring our marriage vows with a woman I realize has been no friend to me but apparently a great friend to you." "Suze, listen to me. One night when she was over for dinner, you went to get the salad dressing and Linda asked me for help. She asked me to come over the next day to talk, and she begged me not to tell you because she was embarrassed about needing help." "Ah. The beginning of Michael and Linda. The beginning of you choosing another woman over me." "I didn't choose her over you." "Tell me, Michael. How many nights were you actually working late when you told me you wouldn't make it home for dinner?" "She's trying to get the house ready to sell. She doesn't like living there without Rich. So I've been helping her." "I may be a woman, but I think I could build an entire house in seven months. You forget that I've been to her home. It was built not too long after the war, so it's maybe seven years old. Not once did you think maybe you should tell me, or maybe if you had to help her you should come home for dinner to your own wife?" "She was lonely and I felt bad for her --" So my next words would sink in, I just looked at this man I loved so much. "Well, I was lonely and my husband is still alive." "It's not the same thing. She was devastated by Rich's death." "So much so that she's been trying to steal my husband." "Suze, Linda's your best friend." "No, she's not. Not if she could treat me like this. Not if she was luring my husband away from me." "This is getting us nowhere. I haven't been lured anywhere." "Did you peck her? Did you do...anything else with her?" "No!" But there was something on his face. He might be more Linda's than mine now, but I knew Michael. "Tell me," I demanded. "Right now." "It was nothing." "Tell me what that look was or I'll assume every terrible thought I have about my husband committing adultery is true." "I didn't, I swear it, Suze." It h!t me then when his eyes looked to the left. "You didn't go through with it, but you thought about it, didn't you?" His lips tightened. "Just once. But I didn't. I have always been faithful to you." "Right. You just lie to me all the time about working late because you're spending time with Linda and having dinner with her. Oh, and you've thought about breaking our wedding vows with her." "I didn't do anything with her. I'm sorry for lying, Susan, but that's the extent of what I've done wrong." "I'm afraid I don't see it that way because from my viewpoint, you've done irreparable damage to us." "What does that mean?" He was getting angry now. "Just what it sounds like. I no longer trust you." "You're blowing this out of proportion. Let's go to bed, and I'll show you that nothing has changed between us." "You go to bed. I'm staying up for a while." He came over to me and took me gently by the shoulders. "Honey, you're my wife. I love you." "I don't believe you love me. You put your efforts where your heart is, and your efforts haven't been directed at me in a long time. They've been directed toward Linda." "You need to let go of this. I apologized, Suze. I won't help her anymore since it bothers you. What more do you want me to do?" "No need to stop helping her," I told him. "Like I said, it makes no difference. The damage has already been done." At three in the morning -- the clock had just chimed -- Michael came back out into the living room where I was lying on the couch, my head on one of the pillows. Sleep had been impossible, so my mind had been filled with plans for the next few days. "Honey," he sat on the coffee table across from me. "Come to bed. I don't want you out here, worrying yourself over something that isn't even important." His voice was trying to coax me, something he'd never really had to work at before. When I first met Michael, I was convinced he could have been a radio announcer with that swoony voice of his. Combined with his dark, good looks, I'd felt weak when he'd turned his attention on me. With the war over, the men had returned to returned to college campuses in droves and Michael had been one of the returning Army veterans. He'd walked up beside me as I was walking to class and introduced himself. He'd stayed beside me all the way to class, and I'd noticed his slight limp. I'd later find he'd been sh0ot overseas, sending him home just ahead of the rest of those brave boys, and it would be another year before he lost his limp completely. Michael had pursued me relentlessly after that day, walking me to my dorm and looking into my eyes deeply every night before he pressed a gentle peck to my lips. "You need to hurry and sign in before curfew," he had to say just about every night since we were cutting it close. "Don't want you on restriction. I couldn't stand not being able to see you." One memorable night, he'd pecked me and then whispered in my ear, "A man could lose his religion with a girl like you." I wondered now if he'd lost his religion with Linda, too. If he'd been lying to me about how far it had gone with her. If I could ever trust him again. If he even cared how badly he'd hurt me. "Susan, come to bed." The frustration in his voice was evident; I'd never defied Michael before in our lives. Of course, I'd never had reason to. He was a good man and a good husband. Michael was generous with the money he gave me each week, never asking for an accounting, he always thanked me for the meals I made him and he was unfailingly tender and sweet with me. He'd also never said a negative word about me not getting pregnant yet. I was thinking that was a very good thing now, sad as it had made me month after month, year after year. The idea I had forming wouldn't have been possible with a child or children. Michael leaned over and took my limp hand in his strong one. "Honey, there's no need to become hysterical over this. I put the rock on your finger, no one else's. That means something." Still not getting a response from me, he pressed a peck to my palm, something he knew always melted me. "We'll go out to lunch today after church, Suze. Spend the day together, just have some fun." How about...no? Your gesture is too late, you rat fink, and it's prompted by nothing other than guilt rather than a desire to be with me. "Your hand is so cold, honey. Come to bed. Please." After another couple of minutes, while he waited for a response he was never going to get, he gently placed my hand back on the sofa. "You're making a mountain out of a molehill, Suze. I've already apologized for lying, so there's not much else I can do. I'm going back to bed, and you can stay down here and sulk if that makes you feel better, but I'm not going to lose any more sleep over this." He got up, hesitated and then leaned down and pressed a peck to my head. "I love you, Suze," he said, his hand lightly caressing my cheek before he went back to bed. I got up around six-thirty and went to the spare bedroom where I kept my clothes because somehow the closet was bigger than the master closet. I washed up in the bathroom, applied my Avon makeup pinned my hair and then got dressed. Once I put on my hat, I put a light sweater over my shoulders, slid my feet into my pumps, put on my white gloves, grabbed my pocketbook and quietly left the house. Michael liked to sleep in on the weekend, so we'd always attended the ten o'clock service together -- even during the Linda months, he hadn't missed church once. Today, I was going to attend the Morning Prayer service, which began at eight. I'd had to leave early to make the twenty minute walk without having to hurry, and I tried to calm my heart and mind by thinking of nothing but the beautiful pale blue sky, the early-morning sun and the birds happily singing to me along my way. When I finally spotted the distinctive red doors of the church, I sighed in relief. Church had always been a comfort to me. After the service, I was one of the last ones out of the sanctuary, not knowing as many people at this service but still not wanting to talk. I'd pulled down the kneeler and adopted the classic prayer pose -- head down, eyes closed, hands clasped -- so no one would dare bother me. After five minutes, I peeked and saw no one left in the sanctuary. This was going to take some courage. Rising to my feet, I tipped the kneeler back into position with the tip of my toe and turned to walk out. Father Ellis was standing at the door in the narthex, just greeting the last of the parishioners. I walked up as soon as the last one was out the door. "Susan," he greeted me with a smile. I loved the priest and his wife. They were such genuine, caring people you couldn't help but love them. "I don't usually see you at the early service, especially by yourself. Is Michael OK?" Could I do this? "Yes, Father. I imagine he's just tired from spending all day yesterday with another woman." The implication, the look on my face, the way I'd stressed it had made my meaning clear. Father Ellis looked taken aback, and no wonder. Michael and I had always seemed like a solid, happy, loving couple. 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