Kristiculation

John could not possibly be screwing a woman with the face of a gerbil.

I’m the second, the Las Vegas wife, as his KU friends call me.

The mirage of this afternoon has evaporated along with my husband and his new blue Cadillac.

I think Skip likes easy, sparkly women.

I find the camera and snap a picture of John, capturing the easy, happy moment, as a souvenir.

Quaffing the lesson in sorcery, tapping his Cross pen, like a wand.