Читать книгу Alone: A Love Story - Michelle Parise - Страница 26

The HUSBAND and WIFE are lying in bed. They have just had sex and are looking up at the ceiling, legs in a tangle.

HUSBAND	What would happen if I was unfaithful?
WIFE	Um. What? Uh … have you been?
HUSBAND	No. No. But, what if there was someone I was interested in sleeping with?
WIFE	Is there?
HUSBAND	Yes.
WIFE	Who is it?
HUSBAND	A woman. At work. We’ve been friends for years. We go for tea every day. We talk about work and Ultimate Frisbee.

The WIFE takes a deep breath.

HUSBAND	She propositioned me once. I thought about it, but of course I didn’t.
GREEK CHORUS	Oh yes, but he did! He did and did and did!
WIFE	Well, I get it. I mean, you’re friends, you can talk about work and she understands and cares about it. And besides, you have no baggage with her. She sits across from you and laughs at the things you say. She doesn’t ask you to take out the garbage, you don’t hate that she never stops cleaning.

The HUSBAND sighs. He looks uncomfortable.

WIFE	Has anything ever happened between you two?
HUSBAND	No. No, nothing has ever happened.
GREEK CHORUS	But it was happening. It had probably happened that very same day!

And ... scene.

A few weeks later, the car ride, the green umbrella. Maybe they drove to the coffee shop that day because it was raining. But even though I know the umbrella is hers, I don’t push it with him. I honestly think that we’re going through a rough part of our marriage, and that he was finding missing pieces in this woman. I thought he was tempted, but would never actually go through with it. I thought we would work it out, that things would get better.

Am I the dumbest wife that ever lived, or what? KABOOM!