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Seeing her so happy, and knowing that I wasn’t responsible for that happiness, just about killed me. I was becoming depressed, and just wanted to cut myself off from friends and family. I was ashamed that my marriage had come to this pitiful state.I returned from work on the Monday evening following our week of arguing, to find Susan already packed, with her bags in the car. She tried to kiss me, but I refused.I told her, “Please don’t go. If you go through with this, it will be the end of our marriage.”She replied, “No, honey, it’s just for a few weeks, or a month at the most.”“It went from just a few days to a month?” I asked.“I will definitely be home by the end of Summer,” she guaranteed.That was three months. I told her that she was delusional.She had just ended her marriage, but I didn’t bother repeating myself. She tried to kiss me as she walked out the door, but I turned and walked away.I just sat in the living room, aghast at what had transpired, worrying about my reputation. When time came for audience questions, the redhead on the front row raised her hand, stood, and introduced herself as Shelly and noted her affiliation. Good heavens. She and Deborah worked for the same company. Lucky bastards.At some point in the conversation, the night before Deborah had mentioned she had another colleague arriving for the conference, but there was no mention nor indication that her workmate was a drop-dead knockout.Shelly finished her question and took her seat. In the process of sitting, she clearly slid the hem of her dress a little higher revealing creamy, toned thighs. The guy sitting two seats down from her couldn’t help but stare.I quickly turned my eyes back to the panel and called on one of the guys to address the question. He wasn’t the initial best choice as he had been mesmerized by Shelly, too. But he recovered in seconds to offer a complete and thorough answer.Deborah sat there with what certainly appeared to be a knowing smile.Damn, they had this.
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I need to talk to you. Okay?”“Okay, daddy. I’ll be right here. I promise,” she said. I nodded, and then I was out, gone.It was quite a while later that I awoke. I was not quite surprised that she was still sitting there.“I think it’s wearing off,” I said, kinda slurred actually.“Dad, they say you’re going to be okay, but only if you do as they say and take the meds and all of it,” she said. You have to do what they say daddy. You’ve got to give me the chance to get to know you. You can’t die! Okay?” she said.“Maybe,” I said.“Maybe! What maybe!” she said. I waved her silent, weakly waved her silent.“I need to talk to your stepdad. Think you could help me out there?’ I said.“Well I—sure—yes,” she said. “I’ll call him right now. Okay?”“Yes, call him. See if he can come by.The man came in and he looked depressed.“I did not know she was going to out herself,” he said. “Honest to God I did not know it!”“I know. It was clear to me that it was spur of the moment. But it’s done now and over.

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