The day before they were scheduled to take out a mortgage he had gotten up early. She assumed it was because he was nervous but upon waking up later t...at morning she found him passed out in the kitchen. Two weeks later he was dead and the money they had saved for the house and their baby was gone because of the hospital bills. To make things worse, she had quit her job when she had gotten pregnant and was finding it hard to find a new one. Now, no one had a job. Her family had supported her for. To a homey, the life of a carny roustabout seemed like a glamorous way to live. "Some glamor," thought Walt, "dusty dirty jobs setting up and tearing down the rides and exhibits that constituted the Kingston Karnival, and Eddie Kingston made sure that you earned every dime of the crummy pay that he forked over on every Friday. In between set up and tear down, Walt would handle any number of odd jobs around the midway. If he wasn't running one of the many rides for the youngsters, he was. That girl at the museum, the other day—I dunno what her lezzie dyke girlfriend was thinking, bringing her out like that—”“We’ll be careful. We’ll stay away from people.”“—she’d’a fucked anything and anyone out there. And I’d’a do it now, too. I’d do it, too. Me, too, me, too, me, too—”I flashed on last night, pink strings twirling down the drain. My wife, she was going. Her brain was leaking away.My crotch felt suddenly cold. I realized I’d been leaking this whole time. The lube, the strawberry. Sorry. We um, you know, weren't planning on you coming back so early. Um yeah, this is kinda awkward," she said.I broke the ice and just laughed. "It's all good. But dinner is here. If you girls wanna come into the kitchen. It's on the table. I'll get some drinks and stuff," I said and walked out.And then I heard them talk after I left. "Holy shit. Kayla, um, that was kinda fucking hot. He just saw us almost naked. Has he ever done that before?" Caitlin said.Kayla laughed. "Yeah. He's seen me.