“Fine,” she said finally. “If you want.”
Her whole face changed.
So I went.
I thought I was going there to understand my wife.
Instead, I came home with a reason to doubt her.
***
At the studio, a tall guy in his early thirties was moving mats into a stack at the front of the room.
Claire lifted a hand in a small wave, and her whole face changed.
I watched Claire settle onto her mat.
“Ethan,” she said, “this is my husband.”
Ethan glanced up. “Hey. Steve, right?”
“Sam.”
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