251 wivesbehavingbadly

. wen i tackled paige , she was unrepentant and not at all mad " martin dose not fit in with the children  ." she said  , as she hefted baby charlie from one breast to the other . i noted the breast was lokking less joyously  , abundant , and more floppy than it had been ." he's always coming home at the wrong time and wanting a meal or his shirts washed .
" linda can do that or some of it , surely ?'
she thought about this for a while . there was an exultant expression in her eyes that io did not recognize ." he prevents  me concentrating on the children ."
i changed my mind paige was unhinged ." have you been to the doctor lately  ?"
"no need  ." she addressed the fuzzy head of her suckiling son ." mummy 's fines , isn't she ? we're doing just fine ."
"you should go for another checkup ." i said .
there was hum of machinery  in the quite , organized kitchen diswasher . washing machine . upastair my twins were  being entertaing grudgingly by jackson and lara  . it was only four o'clock  on a saturday afternoon but the table was already laid for the children 's six o'clock supper , and the over timer had been primed to spring into life at five-thirty .
oddly at sea , i twisted my hands in my lap ." obviously , i cannot occupy the high ground on brokwen marriage ..."
"obviously ," said paige ridely .
"but that 's it , paige . i can say siomething because i know ."
" know what ?"
"how to convince yourseelf that waht you are doing is okay ."
little charlie thrust his head back and paige's nipple emerged with a popping noise ." oh , look ." she exclaimed , " he's got a sore lip .