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 the front in five

Then Charlotte…. No reply…. Francis maybe? Still no reply. It’s too late in the

front and 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 else’s house to

are you talking about? We’re discussing a man

think you

driving, he twists to face me, his face flushing. “I suppose you think it’s okay for my her to make a fool of my brother?” Then he turns to face the

mountain. The views are amazing, but I can’t enjoy them, my

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

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

of

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

Ben, pointing, “the bedroom curtains are

to hang back, but he ignores me, walking quietly to the front door and

Oh, please be locked….

which turns, and the door

turning to me on the

my head.

me. “I know where you stand, don’t I?”