Lillian prepared a pasta dish with shrimp and a Greek salad. After she and Felix had finished eating, she cleared the table. “Honey,” she asked, “what would you think if someone told you I was having an affair?”
Felix laughed. “Who would want to have an affair with you?” He didn’t emphasize the word “who” but stressed the word “you.” Lillian felt sick. She couldn’t believe Felix would make such a hurtful comment. She turned away from him and walked toward the living room. With her back to him, and hiding the pain which was obvious on her face, she nonchalantly stated, “Just curious.”
Friday morning finally arrived. The sun was shining through puffy clouds, and the wind ruffled leaves on the trees. Lillian spotted Andre walking toward the courts. They both carried tennis bags. Lillian had
