On the ride home, she told me that she’d thought it over and would like to take me up on my offer to coach her through marathon training if I was st...ll up for it. I told her, Absolutely, I was looking forward to it. And I’d not only be helping her, it would motivate me to train and to run another marathon too.When we got back to her house, Connie took a calendar off the wall and we sat down at the kitchen table and I wrote out a training schedule. I spread her usual weekly mileage throughout. ..I mean, why are you here? I mean, not that I mind but, uhh, no one...”“I was walking home and I saw you heading down this way. I was wondering what there was to do around here and walked into this really cool old house. This place is so badass! I love it! Is this your house?” She asked.“Ummm...no. This is our club. The art club, except most of the time we don't really do much art.” I said shyly.“Cool. I want to see it. Will you show me around?” Dominique asked.How could I refuse her? I helped. Marsha’s boyfriend couldn’t have come even close to keeping her in the life style she has become accustomed to.”As I was telling Sally this my mind called up the memory. Marsha and I had been married for sixteen years when I found out about her lover. At the time I thought that I had the perfect life. I was living the American Dream. House, white picket fence, two great kids (Jack 14 and Linda 13) two cars in the garage and a great looking and loving wife.I found out about Jason by accident. It. I rode my motorcycle a little further down the mountain to the parking area she'd indicated. I found her car quickly and returned to the campground with it, leaving my motorcycle locked in the same parking area. I was amazed at how isolated we were now that the season had passed. I passed one pickup truck before I could react and flag him down. I had no cell phone coverage. The few places I passed were closed.After I had transferred the packs on my bike to Mils' car and locked up my bike, I.