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(Page 3 of 6) the trailer by Jim Vaughn
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Her hands were shaking, her heart racing faster than she knew was possible.
Sally said she peeked around the corner of the doorway and saw her husband. His back was to her and there were a set of legs over his shoulders. At first, Sally said she was shocked, then outraged that he would bring this woman into the house, and have sex with her on the Louis the lV chair, that hand been handed down from generation to generation, mother to daughter since before her time.
The scream of rage, that emitted from her, caused Paul to jump back knocking the woman he was with, face first into the dining table. The woman, banged her head which caused her to cut an eyebrow. Sally explained, with a twinkle of revenge in her eyes.
Enraged, in shock, and physically ill from the events she had just witnessed, Sally turned around and walked out the door and had never been back, except to reclaim her possessions.
A few weeks after the incident Sally had said Paul called, saying he needed to talk to her about some kind of resolution in their lives. Sally told him, that they could meet at my office. Upon the appointed time, they arrived and when they were seated Sally asked Paul, how it happened, and how did he plan to resolve it.
He looked at her with sad eyes telling her, the woman's name was Melanie.
He had met her at his office, she was a secretary in the typing pool. During the last few months, they had grown close to each other and at a business retreat he had begun an affair with her.
Paul told her that he was sorry, he still loved her very much but Melanie was nine weeks pregnant with his child. He felt he needed to face the responsibility of being a father, by not letting his child grow up without one.
First, Sally said she felt shock, and then she was outraged by what he had said. They had tried to have a child, they had even been to the fertility clinic but the doctor assured them, Paul was sterile.
It had always been a sore subject. Sally had once approached him about adoption, but he was unreceptive to the idea. She had sought guidance from her new age healer friends, she had gone as far as to perform Wicca rituals on the first new moon and the Harvest moon, in order to attain a spiritual bond with the healing powers of mother earth. But it was all to no avail and Sally had given up.
Paul went on to explain, the money they had saved over the years, was gone. They had no money, the funds they had once had looked forward to retiring with were all gone.
All that was left was their house, mortgaged beyond its worth, and a mobile home he had bought on a lark at a county auction.
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