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Flowers twice in one month, that\u2019s never happened before. I hear my voice thanking him profusely while my mind is warning me there\u2019s something up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I have never had any reason to doubt him before, but my gut seems to be playing a set of Tom-Toms. I ignore both of them and make dinner. It isn\u2019t until the early hours of the morning, that my fears start up again. I tell myself I\u2019m imagining things but find it really difficult to get back to sleep, with my mind constantly going over the same questions<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n

Is there someone else?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

What\u2019s changed between us?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Does he still love me?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I wait for him to go to work before making a list.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

If there\u2019s someone else who could it be?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I rule out anyone I think he wouldn\u2019t fancy, reasoning that they were too fat, too thin, too young, too old, too flashy or just too ugly. By the time I had finished with my analysis, I didn\u2019t have anyone left. Then came the realisation that I might not even know her, or even him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I wasn\u2019t willing to confront John at this stage, as I needed proof.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I checked his phone contacts and recent text messages. Nothing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I decided that I was going to have to stalk him. I would have to go incognito of course, so I visited the local charity shop for the kind of outfit I would never usually have worn. Along with a long curly wig, I also bought some coloured contact lenses.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Every Friday night he\u2019d meet the boys down the local. Or so he said? I was getting suspicious about everything, the sooner I found out the better.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It took so long to dress and apply heavy make up that it was gone ten before I arrived at the pub. All the tables were taken so I had to try and perch on one of those high barstools. Not an easy task with a tight mini skirt on. I ordered a drink and tried to look casual. I used the mirror behind the bar to check out any competition and didn\u2019t even recognise my own reflection.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I froze as I felt a hand on my shoulder, and John\u2019s voice said<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou dropped your coat luv.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I turned towards him, muttering a thank you.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cMy, what unusual eyes you have.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He was hitting on me! As I turned away, my wig made a bid for freedom, and that\u2019s when I noticed a contact lens floating in my Gin and Tonic.  I grabbed my coat from him, and left with as much dignity as I could in my six-inch heels.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

 Later as we cuddled together in bed, he told me about a woman he\u2019d met in the pub.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cShe was so dolled up, that I felt sorry for her. It must be hard for a woman on her own. You\u2019re lucky that you\u2019ve got me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

With that, he turned over and started to snore.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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