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.”

you up at

get an answer. First James.… No reply…. Then Charlotte…. No reply….

traffic, my mouth dry, I give it another go: “Ben,

man fucking my brother’s wife. Of course,

think

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

and up the mountain. The views are amazing, but I can’t enjoy them, my stomach churning

a spa hotel, ‘Life and Beauty’. It’s rather

the back,” says Ben. “But I don’t want them to see me arrive.

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

restored. Standing over high

hisses Ben, pointing, “the

can’t.” I try to hang back, but he ignores me, walking quietly

Oh, please be locked….

and the door

on the threshold. “Are

my

glowers at me. “I know where you stand,