"We slept in each other's arms until the alarm clock rang loudly.The next day, the chauffeur drove my mistress and myself in the car, an American Esse..., to Dickens and Jones' departmental store in Town. She took me up to the Gent's Outfitters section and left me in the hands of a handsome young assistant while she went off to the Ladies fashion floor. The young man turned his nose up at my old clothes, which my brothers had worn before me, and wouldn't even touch them."Go into the Fitting Room. Friday night had become her night out with ‘the girls.’ Ever since she went back to work five years ago she had been exerting her independence. I wondered how much that had to do with her deteriorating attitude toward me and our son, Tommy. I admit I’ve been on the road far too much lately, lately being the last three years. It’s all a result of the company’s ‘belt tightening.’ Things hadn’t been going well at Faraday and Crosse. We’d been losing market share to competitors. The company made. With your friends? Maybe a bit, but I think they simply misunderstood what was going on, and gave you very bad advice.”“But what about the drink?” she asked.“What about it? It was a creative way to get to talk to a guy without having to think up something to say, and it worked. If I’d reacted badly, you could have just apologized and gone back to your friends. When I didn’t react badly, you offered to guide me through the museums to make up for the spilled drink. And most importantly,. “But while he was gone I got very drunk one night and decided if he was having fun I was going to as well. I was emotional, vulnerable, and stupid. You were sleeping at your friend’s house.” She started crying again, Alyx held her hand. “Scooter always knows where your Dad is; they use scanners. They have cops on their payroll. He had hit on me several times. Well, flirted with me anyways, while you were at school and Dad was at work. I walked to the clubhouse drunk as hell.” She.