Wednesday, March 27, 2013

The Gown

I stood behind my wife, watching her examine closely the gown she'd chosen to wear tonight.  An old high school flame in town for business was coming over for dinner, and she had told me her intentions were for him to spend the night.  That much I understood.  More difficult for me was her decision to wear my favorite gown, the one she'd given to me to wear on our wedding night.

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