Chapter 5
Now that Vince Roberts knew what his wife Trudy wanted, he was really burned up, and he decided there wasn't going to be any instant replay of what he had been through.
"You know, honey," Vince told her the next morning at breakfast, "you really burn the hell out of me."
"Oh, I am sorry I got you upset," she smiled.
Even as she mouthed the words, he knew that she didn't mean a word of it.
"More toast, dear?" she said, as she seemed to derive joy, and strength from his predicament.
"No, I don't want another thing," he said, "except maybe some coffee. Black."
"Of course," she said, "just like your mood."
After she had prepared the coffee for him, she went into the other room and waited for him to leave. He stepped out of the house without bothering to say goodbye.
When he
