“They’re just busy,” Jim said.“Okay,” I said ... but it wasn’t.There was more going on than meets the eye ... because we weren’t ... mee...ing the eye ... any eye. I wondered if the animals noticed our passing ... not that there were any animals in hearing distance. The noise along the creek was loud. Kids playing, moms yelling or chatting up the neighbors, motors running, men swearing at empty pans or exclaiming at a picker or a nugget ... LOUD ... no animals.At the carpark the few people still. . is all about?" I had to play the ignorant fool, even though I had a good idea what was coming next."Who is it, Honey?" came the voice of Joyce, my wife ... the lying, deceitful ... well, anyway ... she had been really nervous all evening ... more about her later. She was wiping her hands on a kitchen towel as she came into the front room into which the front doorway opened."I don't know yet ... Sweetheart," I said, trying to keep the sarcasm out of my voice. As she came up beside me, she had. My wife and I told her after she hung up that they were probably checking up on her so she didn't interrupt their party. she blew it off and we went on partying. her husband was out of town and she was glad we drove because she could now get blasted.We left the party at about 1:30 and I was the designated driver. I got her and my wife in the car. both of them were well oiled, but Cathy was toast. My wife helped me carry her to the bedroom. We noticed the music was on quite loud and no one was. ”“For the rest of the day, I still couldn't concentrate on my work, but I stopped worrying about our marriage and allowed myself to enjoy the feelings that I had experienced the night before.”“Normally I get home before Ralph and start preparing the evening meal, but Ralph had made a special effort to be home before me, because he knew that it was important that we talked about the night before. We kissed, he told me how much he loved me (a lot), then he told me to change into something sexy.