He drove home as fast as he could. His wife just saw him kiss and hug a woman. He had an affair with this woman a year ago. When he arrived home, she was sitting on the step to their bedroom. He couldn’t tell what mood she was in.
“Honey, I’m sorry!”
“Why am I not surprised that you’d say that to me first?
“Honey I have to say it; I am sorry, and I love you.”
“It’s the easiest word to say.”
“For those who want something.”
“You do want something… You want me to say I forgive you.”
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