I told myself the spare key was only for the trust. Frederick uses it every evening now.
Willa flirts openly when he arrives. The reviews always stretch late into the night. She ends up between us, claimed by both, and the sight of her yielding to him soothes the insecurity I cannot name.
The cul-de-sac watches our house. One rumor would end our standing. I could end this arrangement with one word. I never speak it.
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