he grimaced . " it's easy to tell you have never been married ."
" you must have done once ."
" it gets buried , minty . under everyday ." he held up a hand and ticked off on his fingers ." bills , traveling to and from work : endles discussion about the children . house mainternance ."
i remember feeling outgraged on rose's behalf . that was to my credit , at least ." she only bore your children , kept house , warmed your bed , nd , no doubt , sorted your socks . all to make your life easy ."
" i can't deny it ." nathan pushed me down and kissed me , his mouth hot and lazy WITH SPENT PASSION .
had nathan , when he was married to me , purchased a bottle of good champagne and stolen a lunch hour with rose ? had he drawn her down onto the blue and white quilt , kissed her bare shoulders and afterward , propped himself up for the delights of ewlbow talk ? would he have confided to ex- wife : " minty and i only discuss bills and house maintenance but you , you , rose , offer me love more perfect that i imagined "?
i wish , i wish i had told nathan then , over the padded satin heart , that i loved him , because it would have made him happy .
the lawn was ragged , and the bioys had trampled the worm casts into the grass . verry soon i would have to think about mowing it , which i had never done . that had been nathan's department . felix's football had been abandoned by the door ; i picked it up , and flakes of dried mud dusted my fingers .
i was ravenous , but food nauseated me . i choked when i bit into a piece of bread or tried a mouthful of omelette between my lips . yet hunger was making me shaky and weak . held up my hands and examined them .
" you must have done once ."
" it gets buried , minty . under everyday ." he held up a hand and ticked off on his fingers ." bills , traveling to and from work : endles discussion about the children . house mainternance ."
i remember feeling outgraged on rose's behalf . that was to my credit , at least ." she only bore your children , kept house , warmed your bed , nd , no doubt , sorted your socks . all to make your life easy ."
" i can't deny it ." nathan pushed me down and kissed me , his mouth hot and lazy WITH SPENT PASSION .
had nathan , when he was married to me , purchased a bottle of good champagne and stolen a lunch hour with rose ? had he drawn her down onto the blue and white quilt , kissed her bare shoulders and afterward , propped himself up for the delights of ewlbow talk ? would he have confided to ex- wife : " minty and i only discuss bills and house maintenance but you , you , rose , offer me love more perfect that i imagined "?
i wish , i wish i had told nathan then , over the padded satin heart , that i loved him , because it would have made him happy .
the lawn was ragged , and the bioys had trampled the worm casts into the grass . verry soon i would have to think about mowing it , which i had never done . that had been nathan's department . felix's football had been abandoned by the door ; i picked it up , and flakes of dried mud dusted my fingers .
i was ravenous , but food nauseated me . i choked when i bit into a piece of bread or tried a mouthful of omelette between my lips . yet hunger was making me shaky and weak . held up my hands and examined them .
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