A Song of Longing
"Exactly, like a perfect little family."
Jessica caught the triumphant glint in Linda's eye but responded with a courteous smile before turning to leave.
The evening passed, and darkness enveloped the sky.
As Jessica was drifting off to sleep, voices floated in from outside her door.
It was Linda, her voice dripping with sweetness. "Anthony, stay with me tonight, won't you?"
His reply was soft yet unwavering, "Linda, Jess is my wife, even if just in name. She's here. It wouldn't be right."