I did not say anything. Now I pretended as if feeling sleepy, and gradually half-shut my eyes with a view to watching him.He looked at me to be sure w...ether I am asleep or not. And he was sure I fell asleep. A lot of sounds, train-running sounds, were echoing around. I kept my eyes, stealthily on my front. And then finally what I guessed or expected began.I vividly noticed a wavy movement that poked through blanket, however suggesting his obvious hand-movement underneath. I could make out. "You better sit down, Helen."Her best friend indicated the couch. Helen obliged her."Here. I made you a drink," said Sylvia, indicating two tumblers of rum and coke on the coffee table."I'd better not, Sylvia," Helen told her. "Kyle is home from college and he's got a bunch of friends coming over. I don't want him smelling booze on my breath." Well," said Sylvia. "I'm going to need one if I'm going to get through this. And you might need one too."She picked up her glass and gulped it."I've just. I realized how a sensitive man like my husband must be suffering. He was too good a man to cheat without paying a very high emotional price. I needed information and I needed it fast. But how to get it?Matt had been up for hours working on his computers. He has half a dozen separate screens monitoring stock exchanges across the globe. At 11:30 a.m., he would break for lunch."Honey, could you get us some wonton soup?" Can't you order it?" he responded from the spare bedroom we used as a mutual. "More than you love me?"He looked a bit shocked when I asked that. "I couldn't love anyone the way I love you kid." Quit calling me kid ok?" I said angrily."Ok, ok. I'm sorry Gabby."I leaned over and put my arms around him. He smelled like Irish Spring soap. I held him tight against me and felt his strong arms wrap around me like a blanket."Will you come visit me when you can?" I asked in a muffled voice."I will." I love you," I said. It felt different when I told him at that time. Being a.