XVII - Indiscretions-4
Breaking the silence, he asked, “Lori, what is it? What did I do now?” “Not what you did,” she said, gripping her hands tightly together. Taking a deep breath, she sat up straight and looked him square in the eye. “James, I saw Sherry with another guy last night.” “What?” he exclaimed, shaking his head. “She was with me until…” “This was about eleven o’clock at the grocery store by the theatre. Cindy saw her, too. She was with this older, blonde haired guy, buying beer. And they were definitely… involved.” James no longer looked at her. His head was down, jaw clenched and eyes staring forward without seeing. His fists were tightly balled together, the skin stretched white over his knuckles. In the quiet morning air, Lori could hear his breathing, deep and controlled, and sensed he was
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