August 2006
Sean Murphy knelt in his swimming trunks in a kiddie pool full of warm water on the newly refinished floor of their living room. I hope the tarp I laid down will catch the splashes.
I hope the tarp I laid down will catch the splashes.No longer a filthy disaster area, the room now glowed with life and charm, all polished oak floors, wood-framed windows, and crown molding. The walls had been painted a soft white. He and Erin had picked out a sofa and loveseat in forest green brocade, which they had arranged at right angles facing the red brick fireplace.
He stroked sweaty hair back from his wife"s face and kissed her temple. She didn"t seem to notice.
As the long minutes passed, he wondered just how the hell he had ended up in such a predicament. He had pictured his wife givi
