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bad wife I had clocked out and had my name badge in my hand. Holly looked at me with a somewhat saddened expression. She had been a great boss. And an even better friend. Holly was one of the few people I trusted enough to tell what exactly I was writing about. Most of my friends and coworkers only knew I was published, not what the content was. Holly stood up and looked down at me. “I guess this is it.” She said.

bad wife “Yes,” I replied. “Thanks for giving me this opportunity.” I reached out my hand to shake hers.

bad wife Holly caught me off guard by giving me a hug. “Since you don’t work here anymore, I can’t get in trouble for this.” She said. I hugged her back. The exchange kind of made me teary-eyed. Holly wiped my eyes and told me “Pretty girls shouldn’t cry.” We exchanged numbers and promised to keep in touch. I thanked her again then headed home.

bad wife A few days later I got a call from Holly. She had a couple days off and wanted to know if I wanted to hang out. I agreed and asked where she wanted to go. We decided to meet a restaurant near her place. Before I knew it we had made plans to meet in only an hour. I rushed to get ready. I wasn’t sure why but, I ran through my usual date night kind of rituals. Something had come over me I couldn’t explain. I shrugged it off and headed out.

bad wife I pulled up to the restaurant and got out of my car. I loved the place. The food was fantastic, the staff was friendly, and the drinks could bring you to your knees. I walked inside and saw Holly sitting over at a booth near the corner. She stood up as I walked towards her. I quickly noticed she appeared as if she had the same thoughts come over her. She looked gorgeous. Her jaw hit the floor when she took a look at me. “Robin! You look fantastic!” she exclaimed.

bad wife I blushed and thanked her for commenting on her appearance. She blushed a little herself. We ordered some drinks and food then sat and talked. I asked her how work was and she asked me about my writing. We talked and laughed while we waited for our meals. My hands were on the table and Holly suddenly reached for them. Her expression turned more serious. “Robin, can I confess something to you?” she asked. I nodded. “You can tell me anything, Holly.”

Date: May 29, 2020