On my final trip out to the car, I stopped again in the living room. As far as I could see, Martha hadn't moved."I'll stop by later this week, and we ...an sit down and talk," I proposed, waiting for her affirmation that she agreed."OK. Call me at the office to let me know when you're coming first, just in case, so I don't work late or go out to eat or something," she requested."Sure," I said as I closed the door behind me, and walked away.I rented a truck that week, and retrieved my things from. Basically I didn't want to seem like the controlling guy, but at the same time, I didn't want her to know that I 'didn't know what was going on. So I knew that I had to tell her. At some point. But when was that point? Was it as soon as this bizarre conversation ended, was it when she went for her first visit with this creep, or after it as all started and has been going on for a while?The conversation seemed to go on forever, but sooner than later both said goodbye and it ended. I was totally. Football season was starting soon; ‘Z-List’ was having a sale; her computer needed a virus scan; when did she last change her oil...She opened her eyes to answer, but as she looked in his face, she felt herself resuming the fall. His lips that had kissed her a million times, how would they feel and taste in a real kiss? What was his tongue like? She sat there for a few moments, just drinking him in. Fuck! Get a grip, girl! Focus!“I could tell you, but you wouldn’t understand. And there’s. I also added spare magazines and shells to the saddlebags.With everything set to go in the morning I turned my attention to dinner. After dinner, I spent a few hours working on melting the backlog of nuggets into bars.I was up early, had breakfast, and after I’d cleaned up, I went down and brought the horse up to the house to finish loading. I was carrying the saddlebags in my right hand and the bundle of rifles in my left when I opened the door to walk outside. Standing there facing me in the.