Skeletons in the Closet
“It wasn’t until the pants were almost buttoned that I realized they weren’t mine. It took several deep breaths to keep me from crying. After all, it isn’t every day a woman finds out her husband wears a smaller size pants than she does. The pants were too long and felt funny in the crotch, but it was the best I could do. Black combat boots—brand spanking new since I never needed anything like them in Virginia—completed my ensemble and gave me a place for the extra denim.
I hunted through the... coat closet for something both warm and inconspicuous and came up with Josh’s dark blue ski jacket. Once again, the zipper wasn’t having any of me, and I looked in the bathroom mirror to see how bad the effect was.
Big. Fat. Dork.
I pulled on a ski cap and debated writing a note in case Neil got up, but really, what could I say? Hey sweetie, I’m off with Sylvie, checking out a potential murder suspect. Could you defrost a steak when you get up?
Yeah, that would go over like a fart in church.MoreLess
I hunted through the... coat closet for something both warm and inconspicuous and came up with Josh’s dark blue ski jacket. Once again, the zipper wasn’t having any of me, and I looked in the bathroom mirror to see how bad the effect was.
Big. Fat. Dork.
I pulled on a ski cap and debated writing a note in case Neil got up, but really, what could I say? Hey sweetie, I’m off with Sylvie, checking out a potential murder suspect. Could you defrost a steak when you get up?
Yeah, that would go over like a fart in church.MoreLess
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