Chapter Twenty-one

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A couple weeks passed since the incident with the hot water heater. Michael and Amber celebrated their eight-year anniversary together that was nothing spectacular, just a nice dinner out and some more jewelry from Michael as a gift. But it did surpass seven years together, which surely meant both husband and wife made it through the seven-year itch. But Amber certainly itched while laying in her bed, alone, on a night when Michael was away on business. s*x wasn"t all that great in recent months—actually in the past couple years. Michael was becoming increasingly unappealing. Due to her husband"s old age, it was beginning to feel for Amber that s*x was being had with her father. Michael"s breath was beginning to remind her of some crotchety, old man. And although she did her best to overl

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