Honey We Need to Talk
“Honey, we have to talk.” Not words a loving husband wants to hear at the best of times, less so when he has just walked in after a particularly hard day at work. I look at her, she has a half empty wine glass in her hand, probably to settle her nerves. Shit, even Ray Charles could see she is more than a little apprehensive. I take off my boots and head up to the bathroom for a shower without acknowledging she has spoken. As I shower thoughts are running through my head. I was going to ask...