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Authors: Evelyn Adams
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He’d grown up with a brother, a sister so reclusive he’d sometimes forgotten she was there, and so many bathrooms there wouldn’t have been a line anyway. Living with Sandra and her endless time in front of the mirror had started as a novelty; now it irritated the crap out of him. He’d had to leave her behind on more than one occasion, taking separate cars to events to avoid being late. She never missed a chance to stand beside him and be recognized as the candidate and later senator’s wife, but she so rarely showed up on time. After a while, he’d stopped expecting it.
His phone buzzed on the counter beside his half-empty mug and Haven’s name appeared on the screen. They’d spent almost every day together, but aside from the car ride to the announcement, they hadn’t been alone since she gave him her come to Jesus skeletons in the closet grilling. He could tell she still didn’t believe him about the affairs—or lack of them—but at least she seemed to have let it go. He didn’t blame her. Given the state of most politicians’ fidelity and what she knew about his father, it was no wonder she’d assumed the worst about him. But just because he understood it, didn’t mean he accepted it. He’d made his bed so he was damn well going to have to lie in it, but there was no way he’d let Haven or anyone else believe he was having more fun than he actually was.
YOU HAD THE WHOLE HOUR
Her text didn’t ask if he’d seen the shows. She knew he’d be watching.
NOT TOO SHABBY & NO MENTION OF THE GOV .
He thought of her sitting at her own breakfast bar with a cup of tea in front of her, watching the morning shows. He’d learned from watching her in meetings that she drank tea the way most people drank coffee and with so much sugar it should be considered a dessert. He got a flash of her sipping from the UPenn travel cup that seemed to be permanently attached to her hand, wearing nothing but an oversized white T-shirt. The kind that would make it easy to see the tight peaks of her nipples through the thin cotton worn soft from years of use. Her long, toned legs stretching out in front of her while she watched the talking heads play the clip of his announcement over and over again.
What the fuck was wrong with him? Thinking about his campaign manager’s tits wasn’t going to get him anywhere he wanted to be except checked off as some kind of cliché.
GREAT IDEA, he typed and then added, YOU WERE BRILLIANT because she shouldn’t suffer because he couldn’t get his head out of his ass.
YOU WEREN’T TOO BAD YOURSELF
THANKS
He waited, but the phone didn’t vibrate again. Just as well, considering the dangerous territory his mind had wandered into. For all he knew, she might not even be alone. He didn’t think there was anything going on between her and Justin. He was pretty sure her assistant was gay, but that didn’t mean she’d slept alone on a Saturday night. That thought brought on such conflicted feelings; he dumped the last of his coffee into the kitchen sink and went to get ready for church and to wait for his wife and children.
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W ITH HIS HAND hovering over the small of his wife’s back, Shep ushered Sandra and the girls past the pastor, taking a moment to shake his hand, clap him on the back and congratulate him on his sermon on the wages of sin. He was pretty sure the pastor’s sermon wouldn’t have an impact on anyone’s behavior. He’d struggled to stay awake himself, but spiritual growth wasn’t the reason he went to church. He went for his girls and to maintain the ruse of the picture-perfect Good Housekeeping family. No one mentioned it when he went, but he knew without a doubt he’d hear from his constituents if he didn’t.
And mind-numbing sermons aside, he kind of liked it. There was a peace in singing the same hymns he’d sung as a child, sitting between his mother and brother. His father put in an appearance, but it was his mother’s clear
His phone buzzed on the counter beside his half-empty mug and Haven’s name appeared on the screen. They’d spent almost every day together, but aside from the car ride to the announcement, they hadn’t been alone since she gave him her come to Jesus skeletons in the closet grilling. He could tell she still didn’t believe him about the affairs—or lack of them—but at least she seemed to have let it go. He didn’t blame her. Given the state of most politicians’ fidelity and what she knew about his father, it was no wonder she’d assumed the worst about him. But just because he understood it, didn’t mean he accepted it. He’d made his bed so he was damn well going to have to lie in it, but there was no way he’d let Haven or anyone else believe he was having more fun than he actually was.
YOU HAD THE WHOLE HOUR
Her text didn’t ask if he’d seen the shows. She knew he’d be watching.
NOT TOO SHABBY & NO MENTION OF THE GOV .
He thought of her sitting at her own breakfast bar with a cup of tea in front of her, watching the morning shows. He’d learned from watching her in meetings that she drank tea the way most people drank coffee and with so much sugar it should be considered a dessert. He got a flash of her sipping from the UPenn travel cup that seemed to be permanently attached to her hand, wearing nothing but an oversized white T-shirt. The kind that would make it easy to see the tight peaks of her nipples through the thin cotton worn soft from years of use. Her long, toned legs stretching out in front of her while she watched the talking heads play the clip of his announcement over and over again.
What the fuck was wrong with him? Thinking about his campaign manager’s tits wasn’t going to get him anywhere he wanted to be except checked off as some kind of cliché.
GREAT IDEA, he typed and then added, YOU WERE BRILLIANT because she shouldn’t suffer because he couldn’t get his head out of his ass.
YOU WEREN’T TOO BAD YOURSELF
THANKS
He waited, but the phone didn’t vibrate again. Just as well, considering the dangerous territory his mind had wandered into. For all he knew, she might not even be alone. He didn’t think there was anything going on between her and Justin. He was pretty sure her assistant was gay, but that didn’t mean she’d slept alone on a Saturday night. That thought brought on such conflicted feelings; he dumped the last of his coffee into the kitchen sink and went to get ready for church and to wait for his wife and children.
––––––––
W ITH HIS HAND hovering over the small of his wife’s back, Shep ushered Sandra and the girls past the pastor, taking a moment to shake his hand, clap him on the back and congratulate him on his sermon on the wages of sin. He was pretty sure the pastor’s sermon wouldn’t have an impact on anyone’s behavior. He’d struggled to stay awake himself, but spiritual growth wasn’t the reason he went to church. He went for his girls and to maintain the ruse of the picture-perfect Good Housekeeping family. No one mentioned it when he went, but he knew without a doubt he’d hear from his constituents if he didn’t.
And mind-numbing sermons aside, he kind of liked it. There was a peace in singing the same hymns he’d sung as a child, sitting between his mother and brother. His father put in an appearance, but it was his mother’s clear
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