Chapter 35

Karl Thompson...

I watched as my wife walked out of the walk-in closet. My eyes turned to the suitcase and the small duffle bag at the corner.

A week ago, Ethan had called while i was at work and told me that Lucy went back to her old house.

I wanted to call her, ask her why she went there without telling me. But I'd decided against it. She is mine, but I didn't want to control her that way. Instead, I'd come home early to wait for her.

When Lucy arrived with a duffle bag filled with her old clothes, I'd felt like the world's biggest jerk. Lucy said she liked the clothes so she wanted to bring them. But, she didn't want to tell me about the two books i saw.

I'm not proud to say that I've checked her bag to see what they were.

A year book and a Diary.

I wasn't messed up enough to read her Diary or look through the year book without her knowing. That would be a completed invasion of her privacy. I though she would tell me on her own time.

But a week has pass