When I returned home I spent the next several hours cleaning the apartment from top to bottom. Finally, Bill and I engaged in an awkward phone convers...ation. I wanted to make sure tomorrow was still on. He said it was and so now all I had to do was wait. The next evening came by slowly, but finally it did come. Bill was to come over at six o’clock and I decided to start making the dinner and setting up the part at about 5:30. I was nervous. My palms were sweaty. I set up the candles in the. "Hell,people would probably attack your character on sight if we weren'taround to clean up your messes!"Scrunching his face up in anger, Mark fumed. "I'll use magic to charmpeople then!" Charm spells don't last forever," Anthony noted."Fine then-" Mark started to argue.Stepping back into the kitchen, Elizabeth interrupted the quarreling."Hey, game's ready. You want to keep tossing threats around or get toplaying?"Glancing between Anthony and the dining room, Mark gave that questionserious. The situation needed careful thought. Divorce? Or maybe live with the status quo? I drifted off to sleep, contemplating the future.I pretended to be asleep when David woke up. I decided to act as though nothing had happened, but I really wanted to know who ‘Bill’ was, just out of curiosity, and I found it difficult to believe that David was any more than an average lover!The drive home was subdued, David’s phone was back on silent and during Sunday evening he looked at it several times. I. Alex and I sat on a bench, while Morris and Gwen sat on a bench as well, but a good distance from us. The limo driver sat in his car in the parking lot."Okay, so what did you mean you wanted to leave?" Alex asked. Alex had the body to support being overbearing. He was intimidating because he was tall and heavy framed without appearing to have any belly fat at all. His hair was gray, but his eye were as black and cold as iron. He could have been fifty years old, but I had a feeling it was more.