Life as a Married Lifer
I got an email from my wife.
No, no: Pay attention, please. An EMAIL from my wife. I see her pretty often, but I got an email.
"Have you been using my toothbrush? It was moved from its usual place."
We have been married nearly 21 years. But, according to her, late in life, I have developed a fetish that requires me to use another person's toothbrush. I'm glad it is finally over, all the deceit, the lies, the cover-ups. I don't know how much longer I could have gone on, living a double life.
Sigh. Vive la difference, et vive l'amour.