In Control
Blake used to finish his twice-weekly racquetball game at the athletic club and hurry right back home. But today was different. Oh, he’d enjoyed the game all right. It helped him get out some of the agressions that built up during the week in his high-pressure executive job. But he was dawdling. He’d taken a couple of extra showers… combed his hair four or five different ways… what was he avoiding? He knew. He didn’t want to go home. Blake used to think that after he and his girlfriend...