Chapter Seventeen- Seed money

Marsha Martin rolled over in the bed and felt for her husband and could not find him. The pillow was cold and so was the sheet. “Again!.” She muttered and hissed her teeth and reached for the cellphone on the bedside table to check the time. The light from the phone caused her eyelids to squint. “What! It is 3:30am and no Dominique.” She said and sighed heavily

“This madness has to stop. Is this blasted business more important than me now?” She asked.

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