Chapter Eight
Jeff Marston ate a solitary breakfast. He felt certain Maria was awake. She was an early riser. But her door had been closed when he passed her room, and, if he judged correctly, it would be closed until he left the house.
He had never considered divorce before. But now that he had had extra-marital relationships with two women, it occurred to him that there was a great deal lacking in his marriage. He, liked Sue, did not feel remorse over having gotten s*x outside his home. It was not a thing to be proud of, yet he did not feel guilty, either. He hated to think of s*x with his wife as a legal right because that made it appear she was giving him something when, in a true marital relationship, the partners gave equally to each other.
And what about Sue? She was not
