The Unexpected
The wife and I had a helluva a spat, so I took off to the pool area at our apartment complex to cool off. I knew that if we spent a little bit of time apart, one or the two of us would eventually come to our senses and apologize- which means I was usually the first one to admit my part in the argument. Even if I was right, I knew better than to push the issue. It was always easier to just apologize. Last night was no exception, except I think I got my just rewards without even feeling the least...
Cheating