"See you Friday!" I said, and watched as he stepped off the train andwalked off the platform. Little did I know then what I'd just got myselfin for.*"...i sweetie, I'm home!" I cried as I stepped through the door. My wifeAbbie poked her head out from the kitchen and gave me a great big smile.I was so glad to get home and see her again, it felt like an age sinceI'd said goodbye to her that morning. I consider myself extremely luckyto have Abbie as my wife. We'd met back in school and started. Then we decided to try for a child, and then the problems started to come. We could never get pregnant. We saw the specialists. My active sperm count was low. They had some suggestions, but Lorraine wanted to have her baby naturally. The marriage got stale. I was still in love with her, but I didn't show it much. Eventually she dropped a bomb on me. She said we were done. I took it hard. I begged her to stay with me. She refused. She said some nasty things. I was devastated. We had been. ”I insist she calls me Jez.****A fine sunny day in July. Somehow everything feels better when the weather is hot. Everyone seems happier, and the ladies seem to wear less and less. The town is a non stop procession of bared arms, legs and waists. I feel good for once as I enter Jacob’s, the bell tolling loudly as I enter. This time Trina is waiting for me.“Hello Jez. I’ll be with you in two seconds.”She goes to the back room, returning with my trousers.“Do you want to try them on?”I tell her. Christmas came. She asked me: “Would you go to Kerala when your school closes?”“Yes.” I replied.“Don’t go! Be here with me!”“With you? Will you be coming here during the holidays?”“Yes. Your friends said they would go. If you stay here then I’ll come and we can make fun.”“Will you spend more time with me if I stay here?”“Yes, surely!”“I’ll stay then. I need all you’ve. Okay?”“I’ll give you all I’ve. I want you.”“What will you tell your husband on working the holidays?”“I’ll tell the teachers.