He moseyed around so he was facing her. His face was not glimmering as it had before, but took on a sympathetic attitude. Kind, like she remembered him during their first perfunctory exchanges. His question and his manner disarmed her.
“You were unfaithful to Robert with Curtis for two years, am I right?”
“Yes.”
“But you were unfaithful to them both with another man,” Fritz said. “Am I right?”
“How would you know?” she asked.
“Just answer the question.”
She didn’t want to admit it, but how could she lie? “Yes, yes I was,” she whispered softly.
“Tell me about him. This is the place for confessions, let’s make a clean breast of it all.”
“But how did you know?”
“That’s not important,” he said. “What is, is holding back the truth.”
She shook again. So many things could be the cause o
