You came back home later, claiming that work had a few extra tasks for you to do.
Liar. I could see the faint lipstick on your neck. The small hickeys right under your ear. Reddening scratches on your back. The wine floating in your breath.
But you still tucked in the kids, making sure to read Alfie three of his favorite picture books.
YOU ARE READING
Red Flags
Short StoryWe swore to stay together. So when you shifted around, I stayed as an ever present shadow. There are more important matters than your affairs, James. I couldn't leave you because of them.
