In the darkness, the sound of the door slamming echoed. Mary opened her eyes and listened. Voices were coming from the hallway. She glanced at the clock—12:30 a.m. At first, she thought it was burglars, but then she remembered that her sons had gone to a club, and everything became clear. She closed her eyes, let out a deep sigh, and turned toward her peacefully sleeping husband.“James, get up.”The man slowly opened his eyes and asked in a groggy voice, “Again?”“Yes.”...