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joke isn’t at all funny. So come
on Pru, what the fuck is the punch-line?”
    “I’m just not
in denial anymore Ethe, I’ve been too stupid to realise that you’re back to your
philandering ways. Is your dick due for release after eleven years good
behaviour?”
    Ethan looked
shocked at my coarse phrasing. To be honest, I was quite surprised myself at
how easily the profanities tumbled from my lips but I was confident that I had
used them in the appropriate context. Although, quite frankly, I didn’t give a damn
whether I’d been appropriate or not, I was feeling quite rebellious, or
perhaps, just deeply wounded.
    “Surely you
don’t really believe that,” he exclaimed. His voice revealed indignation.
    “How dare
you look hurt. It’s not you that’s been ignored for months!” I paused, waiting
for his reaction but the silence was deafening.
    The only
thing to fill the air was the savoury aroma of grilling bacon. How unfortunate
that with my stomach feeling like it was on spin cycle, I had lost my appetite
for any food. Suzy would be very disappointed; her culinary skills would be
wasted on me.
    Ethan scrubbed
his hands up and down his face, and then grunted in exasperation. He seemed
desperate to talk but uncertain what to say.
    “My God
Ethe, am I not even worth a heated row anymore? Well don’t bother; they say
silence is worth a thousand words!”
    I heard the
hoot of the taxi and I felt grateful for an excuse to escape this dreadful mess.
I grabbed my hand-bag and rushed to the door, my fingers stumbling to open the
lock. I squeezed my eyes shut to clear my watery vision and with Ethan in
pursuit, I finally managed to fling open the door and marched to the waiting
taxi.
    “And I hope you
burn your bacon!” I shouted senselessly as I slammed the door shut.
    As I drove
away I glanced back to see Ethan on the door-step, yelling for me to return. He
looked pretty incensed by now. How could I have not seen it before? The day’s
events had just confirmed my biggest fear; he was having an affair, he hadn’t even
denied it outright. It was all there, his lethargic moods, his noticeable absences
from home and most telling of all, his sporadic snubs of affection. Then it
suddenly dawned on me, the surprise gifts, of course, a classic token of his
guilty feelings! Yes, signs so standard that they could have been extracted straight
from an agony aunt page.
    My thoughts
were consumed with anger while an agony besieged my heart. I sat staring out the
window; the pools in my eyes were forcing themselves down my cheeks as my world
crumbled around me. With all the smiles that Ethan had bought me, I never
thought he would cause me so many tears. The taxi driver very kindly asked if I
was ok and I bit my lip, forced a smile and nodded my head strenuously. I pondered
over asking the taxi-driver to just carry on driving, to take me as far away as
possible, preferably near a cliff-top.
    I felt
pathetic for being so fragile. If anything, this episode would just make me
stronger. I knew my heart would take some convincing to believe it, but I had
never fallen at the first hurdle before.
    My new
composure floundered as I reached Suzy’s house and hear my mobile-phone ringing
incessantly with Ethan’s calls. I switched it off in defiance and as Suzy
opened the door I began to sob and collapsed into her arms.
    My friends
knew that I had been tee-total for many years and so, later that evening, they
tried to limit my cocktail intake to an absolute minimum. I mistook their concern
for party-pooping and began to find fun and solace in my escalating drunkenness.
Why had I deprived myself of this amazing buzz for so long? Little did I know
that by the morning, I would ironically answer my own question.

Chapter 5 - Temptation
    So, that is how
I ended up in this appalling situation, in bed with a stranger.
    I feel him growing bigger and
pressing into my lower back.
    No, this
can’t be happening.
    My new best friend,
Ms Rebel,