My wife still wasn’t home, and I began to wonder what her and Rick were up to. Two hours later I suddenly woke as my wife walked into our bedroom. I... was dark and I acted like I was still asleep. A few minutes later she slipped underneath the covers next to me. I could no longer sleep wondering what had happened, and I turned over slightly and said, “So did you enjoy your night out with Rick! Did you fuck him?” “You really want to go into this right now? It’s late!” my wife said. “Yes, I do!. My first thought was to take her with me where I could care for her but she had planned that she would sell her house and move to an assisted living facility where every day a caregiver would come by to give her, her medication and be sure she was eating and exercising properly. She had everything prepared; she just needed me to take over legally since she did not trust anyone else to act for her if she was declared incompetent. So I helped her do what she had planned. Once she was. He didn?t go to allthis trouble to simply cut and run. He?ll be back and we need to beready.??Ready for what, exactly???How the hell should I know?? * * * *** * * * *** * * *That last trick damn nearly killed me.As time went on, my magic act also became a balancing act. The more Idid real magic tricks, the more magic power it took to do those tricks,weakening me. But those were the tricks that made believers out of non-believers, which made me stronger. It was always a question when Istarted to. ”Interesting phrasing.“Do you want to sleep with your brother?”“Yes.”Wait, what? That was ... way too easy. We weren’t in a hypothetical, we weren’t in a world where incest was normal - we were in the real world, and she’d just said she would sleep with me.I thought for a second, and then realized how I’d phrased the question.“Would you ever sleep with your brother?”“No.”“But do you want to?”“Yes.”I heard once that the only way to get someone to do something is to make them want to do it, so.