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that one time and I thought you and I had settled it about the motel that was completely innocent and was about business if you remember. I can’t be any sorryer than I was after the mistake I made as I told you when I got down on my hands and knees and begged for your forgiveness. But why did you just leave while I was away so that we did not have a chance to sit down and talk things over for as long as you liked. It was a complete surprise and the kind of behavior that is not like you at all, if you take my meaning.
Now I hear from Ralph that you’ve gone to see Connie Moran and I can only think that the only reason you’d go and see that ambulance chaser is about a legal separation? When I think about how you and I laughed and laughed about that time he rushed over to Lutheran Hospital and it turned out he spent an hour talking to the wrong accident victim. Well that was in the past, now, I guess you think about him differently. If it is about a separation I wonder who will be paying his fee or retainer? As if I didn’t know! Your mother never liked me from the start and hated that we were making a go of it, no thanks to her and your father. She must have been happy as a clam to find out that we were having our ups and downs which, I know you told her about, although I begged you not to tell her our private marittal business. For instance, Clara, there was no need for your mother to know about that little slip of mine. I know it won’t cut any ice if I tell you that Janet is not my secretary any more, but has left and is working for another firm. And anyway I have never had a word to say to her since that one mistake, that was not in the line of business, for six months. That important company shindig that I was supposed to go to a couple of months ago that might well have led to a raise and promotion I didn’t go to, as you know. I remember you even argued with me about my refusal to go, you said it would be good for my future with the company. Now the reason I didn’t go can now be told. It was because I knew that Janet would probably be there with Jack Walsh, who was her boss before she left the firm for the other job I just mentioned. The long and the short of it was that I did not want to jepoardize our marriage that looked like it was getting back on its feet especially, after that weekend we spent in the Poconos, that was like a second honeymoon. Do you remember your mother and father did everything they could to keep us from going? Including not being able to mind Maureen because of your father’s sudden attack of a bilious headache that just came out of the blue? I never knew your father to suffer from anything except maybe too many boilermakers, as you yourself have agreed with me about many a time. But that’s all water under the bridge and I don’t want to point fingers.
Ralph also mentioned that you’ve been getting advice from Pastor Ingebretsen, who is, for my money, a regular creeping Jesus, along with that skeleton of a wife of his and her knitting club, spelled GOSSIP. For God’s sake, Clara, call me or call Ralph or Anna. I know that I’ll never get you if I leave a message with your mother or father. Maybe we can meet and have lunch or a cup of coffee even, and talk everything out. I look in your empty closet and my heart feels as if it’s going to break, can you really throw away eleven years of marriage because I made a stupid mistake just once and never did again, as God is my Judge. And that, as I told you, happened because I had a little too much to drink at the salesman of the year party for Bill Greenleaf, and in a way I have to take all the blame and I cannot in all honesty even blame Janet who I really took advantage of. Though you think she is loose or even a little tramp, she is just a kid who had one too many too that evening and I lost my head. So please call me, or Ralph. I know it’s not important since I know how hurt and angry you must be, but I brought home from Chicago a