The moment my wife, Renee Hickman, saw the pair of cotton slippers with some aspen leaves embroidered onto the front, the smile on her face froze at once.Still, she tried to explain things."You know that Aspen is one of my most mischievous students. It's just a prank he pulled on me."While saying that, she reached over toward my hand and swirled her finger lightly across my palm, just like how she used to do in the past.I didn't respond to her. All I wanted to ask was, what kind of audacity would a student have to possess to come and go freely in his lecturer's home, reach into the safe, and even enter the en suite bathroom in the master bedroom?And what on earth had she and Aspen Frost been doing inside that bathroom—and for how long—for them to have left the smudged marks on the mirror?Had Renee kissed him the way she kissed me, by wrapping her arms around his neck and standing on her toes?However, the moment the questions reached my lips, I forced them back down my thr
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