After lunch, I do the dishes while Rembrandt goes up to take a shower. I don’t mind him still being in the house, much to my surprise. I would have thought I’d be itching to have him leave by this time, but I’m not. It’s only having him in my bed that I’m not keen… Continue Reading
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Marital Duplicity; chapter thirteen, part one
“Gah.” I sit upright as my phone bleeps Jasmine’s ring. “What?” I glance over at Rembrandt, who is as still as if he’s dead. I poke him in the shoulder and am gratified to see him roll over so I know he’s not dead. “I got a note. Under my door. I can’t believe it,… Continue Reading
Marital Duplicity; chapter twelve, part two
I’ve been thinking about sex a lot lately. It’s supposedly a natural act, and yet, we make such hash about it. By we, I mean we humans. We make it convoluted and complicated, sometimes sucking the joy right out of it. We’ve infused it with sanctimony and put ridiculous constraints on it. It’s a wonder… Continue Reading
Marital Duplicity; chapter twelve, part one
“Let’s go through the Sabre Form, as much as you know.” Lydia stands in front of me and guides me through the Sabre Form as far as I know, which is two-thirds of it. I struggle through a few of the postures that give me trouble. I am not as fond of the Sabre Form… Continue Reading
Marital Duplicity; chapter eleven, part two
“She took the money after much discussion. She didn’t want it, but I insisted.” Reverend Yang’s eyes tear up, and I can tell he’s not over Katie yet. He takes a deep breath and blurts out, “Can I trust you, Megan?” It’s clear there’s something burdening him, and I’ll say whatever he wants to hear… Continue Reading
Marital Duplicity; chapter eleven, part one
I dress in a pair of nice black slacks and a high-neck red blouse before going to the kitchen to patch together a semblance of a dinner. There’s some macaroni and cheese from the deli, and I make some boxed mashed potatoes as well. I don’t care what anyone says—I love that shit. I toast… Continue Reading
Marital Duplicity; chapter ten, part two
“Do you know what time it is?” Jasmine screeches as she answers the phone. Bob’s disappearance is really doing a number on her, and I try not to take it personally. “I have to ask you something. Did you threaten to kill Bob?” I ask, too tired to be delicate. “Did I what? Have you… Continue Reading
Marital Duplicity; chapter ten, part one
For the first time in weeks, I sleep soundly. Onyx and Jet behave themselves for once and don’t sit on my face in the middle of the night. In fact, when I wake up, they’re sleeping on the couch besides me, curled up in a ball. I slide out of bed and take a quick… Continue Reading
Marital Duplicity; chapter eight, part two
“Hello, Megan. It’s so good to see you again.” Reverend Yang clasps one of my hand in both of his. He’s wearing a nice Armani suit, black, and he’s quite a dashing figure. I’m wearing a black dress, but one with a high-cut neck. It falls well past my knees, and it covers most of… Continue Reading
Marital Duplicity; chapter eight, part one
“Morning, Darla. How’re you doing?” I wave at my coworker as I enter the office. I’m in a good mood for no apparent reason, but I’m not going to question it. I’ve had enough days filled with pain, sadness, and grief, so I’ll take what I can get. “Girl. I so do not want to… Continue Reading