"What?" I asked incredulously. That didn't sound like Ethan at all! He'dnever been to a camp in his life, and he'd never expressed an interest todo so... "Why?"Emily sighed. I wouldn't like this answer either. "To get away from you,"she said. I flinched. That was not the answer that I was expecting. "Hesaid he needed time to figure things out, Megan. Don't be mad."I wasn't mad - I was astonished! I knew that I had created a problem whenI had kissed his cheek, but I thought that we would be. I felt myself getting hard at the thought. When I dropped her off she looked at me as I said, “Have a good day at work” she replied, “Thanks, Dad.” That surprised me because she never calls me dad.I found an empty area in the parking lot and pulled out my cell phone and sent a text to the wife, telling her I was on my way home and I was going to finish what was started last night. I didn’t wait for a reply and drove home.Entered the apartment and found the wife sitting on the couch. She. She sighed some, shaking her head in defiance, ‘I refuse to explain to you.’ He hummed some, nodding slowly as he set her back down and caged her again, his expression turning hard, ‘Maybe I should just find out on my own.’ Her cheeks darkened as she nibbled at her lip but remained silent. He felt the corner of his mouth turn up as one of his hands found its way to her waist, pulling her a little closer, ‘What do you think of that Fen? Hmm?’ She didn’t answer, only spread her hands over his. All the bad memories of Sandy's marriage were definitely on the way out. She was starting her new life, and what better way to celebrate.Jim walked into the hotel room and slammed the door. He stomped over to the dry bar, and poured himself a double shot of bourbon, not even bothering to add ice. He downed the liquor in one gulp, that made his eyes water. He hated these damn meetings, and the ignorant people who presided over them. He swore every year he was going to make someone else suffer.