The Wife
It’s 2 a.m. and the opposite side
of your bed is vacant and cold. You've sent the “where are you” and “what time
will you be home” text messages hours ago and still haven't gotten a reply.
Your phone calls are being answered by a voicemail and you've left so many
messages that the box has reached its maximum capacity. Nerves have your
stomach hurting so bad you don’t know if your dinner is going to come up or
out. You want to believe that your husband, boyfriend or significant other is
out with his friends, locked up or possibly in a car accident because you're too naïve to bear the truth.
You're angry, but with whom? Him
for not cherishing what the two of you have enough to remain faithful and come
home at a decent hour? Are you pissed with her because even
