Chapter Three
The Devil in His Body and The Burning of His Butt
“This is how I feel,” Charles Nakayama told his wife Natalie as he put the cassette into the player of the car radio. Charles continued looking ahead at the road as he drove. Natalie looked at his handsome, cleanly sculpted profile. The radio played country and western singer Conway Twitty singing, “There’s a devil in my body that I just can’t satisfy/Other women haunt me even though I love my wife/It’s because I really love her I try to save her heart with lies/But I know she knows, I can see it in her eyes.”
Natalie listened to the song in silence. When it stopped, she remained silent as her husband continued driving.
“It’s the way I really feel,” Charles said after a pause. They were on the freeway now and going about s
