Both jump when the books fall from the sofa to the floor; Sadhana and Kathir look at one another, fear in their eyes, then they break into laughter. A...moment of respite, then he stands up before her, and she watches as he slips out of his shirt. His stomach is flat and rippled, a small tuft of body hair stands between his pectorals and another tuft below his navel disappears in his shorts. He slips from his shoes, and then his hand reaches for the waist of his jean shorts. A bulge protruding. She skipped several Saturday mornings at the mall. We stopped eating dinner together unless I cooked, and even then, she would make her excuses and leave my apartment shortly after she was done eating. And she mostly went through the motions at church. The joy and enthusiasm she once exuded were gone. Even Michael often only got to exchange basic pleasantries with her after the service.I was at a loss for how to respond. All I really knew to do was to be there for her, but wasn’t sure what she. Never having been in such a situation before, at first I had wanted to go kill two people. But then I realized that would only serve to put me in jail and never have any peace. I wondered why of course, since I had thought that Betty loved and respected me. She always told me she loved me every morning as I headed out to work, so I didn't have any reason to not believe her... until now.Knowing that my marriage was about to end I decided that a little revenge would serve them both right. I also. It's a pity but good, Tuesday will suit me.I told you the plumber is coming Tuesday for that leak?Yes, right ... I have already noticed several times that you are leaking, but I like mopping it!You with your puns, you know all too well that it is about the kitchen faucet.Wednesday then?In the afternoon I take care of my grandc***dren so that doesn't work either, because when you go home limp, I'm stiff all over my body; I don't want them to ask themselves about their grandmother's.