Since the day they said ‘I do’ they had done the same
ritual. Like actors on the stage they pucker up for set piece kiss as lips
brush briefly implying affection. Behind her eyes she is seeing a shopping trip
the highlight being a cappuccino in the higher end coffee bar on the High
Street. She loved watching Mario’s deft hands create a masterpiece in the milky
froth just to please her. As she thought about how the twinkle in his eye made
her heart skip the wry smile on her lips was just enough to convince her
husband she had heard him say goodbye as he left for the office.
He closed
the door a little too quickly and drove in the wrong direction to a discreet
hotel, where Miranda, his secretary, was waiting his arrival and their early
morning meeting.
© J Farmer 2013
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