He would be Jack on Monday forsure; there was no way out of that. After finishing the twelfth telephonecall, Jack checked his emails on his PC. There ...ere fourteen messages, butonly four needed his attention. He finished at two-thirty. He put on a pairof sweat sox and his shoes, and headed back down to the workout room in thelower level of the hotel.Jill entered the room and was surprised to see that the room was crowded atthis time of day. The machine she wanted to use was open so she hopped. His hands grasped the steering wheel hard enough to turn his knuckles white.“I guess we could.”Hearing the word, ‘we,’ was not a good sign. His wife was getting talked into something and that did not bode well for his nice quiet evening alone with her. He swore, “Shit, shit, shit!”“All right, when?”‘Not tonight,’ he thought. ‘She can’t possibly do this to me again.’“Okay.”He glanced over at her closing the cell phone. Judy didn’t say anything for several long seconds. He was beginning to hope. More

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