Choosing Her Lover

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And I think, that is that….

Until, at six pm, just as I am about finish for the day, Ben marches in again. “Come on,” he says. “I want you to come with me.”

“Come with you? Where?”

“Up to Mike’s place.”

“What? You want me to go there? What for? I barely know them.”

“Mike’s not at home. He’s working late. I want to catch James and Charlotte in the act, and I want a witness, so the bastard, and the bitch can’t deny it when I confront them.”

“Ben, you can’t do this. And haven’t you forgotten something? James Alexanders is my boss. I could lose my job…”

He stands, arms akimbo. “Fuck you, then. I’m going anyway. If you won’t come with me, I’ll go by myself. I’ll take a camera.”

Jeez…. I’d better go with him. See if I can stop him doing anything too stupid….

“Alright. I’ll come with you. Let me get my stuff and clear up my desk.”

fetch the car and pick you up

Then Charlotte…. No reply…. Francis maybe? Still no reply.

I get in. Staring into traffic, my mouth dry, I give it another go: “Ben, this isn’t right. You can’t just barge into someone

are you talking about? We’re discussing a man fucking my brother’s wife. Of course,

think you

think it’s okay for my her to make a fool of my brother?” Then he turns to face the traffic

mountain. The views are amazing, but I

a spa hotel, ‘Life and Beauty’. It’s

I don’t want them to

to the rear and through gardens which are a mixture of well-kept and maintained, and hopelessly overgrown. The whole has the look of

is a beautiful old house which also looks to be in mid-renovation, a mixture of old and new, dilapidated and restored. Standing over high meadows overlooking a lake, the position is incredible. In any other circumstances, I would just stand and Wow! the

hisses Ben, pointing, “the bedroom curtains are

he ignores me, walking

Oh, please be locked….

and the

to me on the threshold. “Are you coming or

my head.

at me. “I know where you stand, don’t I?” and he goes