Say My Name

It happened, guys. The thing all wives dread. The confirmation of all suspicions.

Chris said another woman’s name in bed.

It was a few nights ago, around 2am. He had been running a really high fever for about an hour. He took some more medicine and was starting to cool down a bit. Within a few minutes, he was sleeping again.

My eyes had just barely closed again myself when all of a sudden – out of the clear blue – into the deep, darkness of the night – Chris yells out at the top of his voice, “MOLLY!”

It was so loud, you guys.

Like, so loud.

I sat straight up in bed, Chris sat straight up in bed, but Molly just raised her head and gave him a look that clearly said, “Go to sleep, you psycho.”