Overtime, overtime, overtime again today. ... I know that's a lie. Pretending not to notice, just getting through each day quietly without causing any trouble. ... Even my husband doesn't pay attention to me, but that boy said he likes me. The warmth I haven't felt in a long time, the sweet whispers in my ear. 'I'm going to clean the toilet,' he says with a wink, our secret code. Stealing glances and giving in to each other's desires, reckless and intense lust. It was supposed to be just once, but before I knew it, there was no turning back.
