The Coldest Night of the Year Ch 01
The night my wife told me, "Don't wait up."It was about midnight when Clara finally came home.As soon as I heard the sound of the key in the front door, my heart was racing.I tried to look nonchalant as my wife opened the door. I doubt I was very convincing. She scowled when she saw me sitting there on the sofa."I thought I told you not to wait up," she said. She'd been drinking. I can't say I was surprised by that.She was wearing a cashmere sweater and a short, tight skirt that took advantage...