Arthur couldn't believe his ears. He was restraining the urge to punch the wall because of the words that escaped out of her mouth. He'd envisioned every problem that might stem out of this facade they had built and this was not in any of his plans.
Jaw and hands clenched now, he stepped towards her, trying to keep his voice steady as he spoke.
"This isn't the right way to handle this, Sheila. You know it. I've already said many times that we can take care of this by talking about it but you keep throwing that under the carpet."
"Oh I am not, trust me. Talking about it isn't going to stop it and I believe I've already made myself very clear about that. I've already told you why that isn't going to work and that's what I believe. I am not going to listen to your talks about how we are
