Pool Party

They were all watching her.

He had convinced himself, for the first hour, that it was just a jealous old man’s delusion. But he could delude himself only so long. He’d spent too long watching from the sidelines as the party went on without him to miss what was happening now: They were all watching his wife. All the boys at this bloody party, and the father of the family that was hosting it, who was uncomfortably close in age to Arthur himself.

It had been a mistake to come, of course. (more…)

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