CHAPTER 1
"Sit down Susan," my husband Paul said from his oversized recliner as I walked into the house.
"Oh s**t. He was supposed to be on a business trip," I thought to myself.
"Okay honey, but I thought you were supposed to be in Memphis on business tonight? Did it get canceled?"
I said as I sat on the matching charcoal gray loveseat.
"It's 3 am, and you're just getting home. Is there any particular reason you're out so late?"
He seemed suspiciously calm for someone who had been waiting on his wife until 3 am.
"I was just chatting with Margaret after dinner and time slipped away. I didn't think there was anyone waiting for me at home. If I'd known that you'd be home, I'd have left much earlier."
Paul didn't respond. He turned away from me and stared at the deep red brick firepla
