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<\/p>\nWhen Nancy discovers a hidden letter in her husband David\u2019s laundry, her seemingly stable life unravels. The letter, written by David, invites a mysterious woman to celebrate their \u201cseven-year anniversary.\u201d What else will the dirty laundry reveal?<\/p>\n
Laundry was just another Mom thing in our household. David helps out with the kitchen and the kids \u2014 but the laundry and the bathroom are two things he will never tackle.<\/p>\n
\u201cI can\u2019t do the hair in the drain,\u201d David said, grimacing when I asked him to take over the chores.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s my hair. And our daughter\u2019s,\u201d I chuckled.<\/p>\n
But the sounds of the washing machine and the hum of the dryer soon became my perfect quiet chore \u2014 and I loved that it was mine.<\/p>\n
Except for the time when laundry day revealed more than just dirty stains.<\/p>\n
As I shuffled through my husband\u2019s laundry, the soft crinkle of paper disrupted the mindless actions of my hands. A folded letter, elegant and unsuspecting, slipped from between the folds of his shirt, falling to the floor.<\/p>\n
Happy anniversary, babe! These 7 years have been the best of my life! Meet me at Ob\u00e9lix on Wednesday night, 8 p.m. Be in red.<\/p>\n
My husband\u2019s handwriting was unmistakable. The loops of his letters and the hard pressure with which he wrote.<\/p>\n
A cold shiver ran down my spine.<\/p>\n
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Seven years? David and I had been married for eighteen years. We had two daughters. Our anniversary wasn\u2019t for another six months.<\/p>\n
And Ob\u00e9lix? The fanciest restaurant in town? After David had specifically told me that we needed to cut down our expenses.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe need to cook at home more, Nancy,\u201d he said. \u201cLess takeout. The girls will just have to get used to the idea \u2014 we\u2019ve been spending unnecessarily, lately.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAre we in trouble?\u201d I asked, thinking that we were falling down some financial hole that we hadn\u2019t been expecting.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, we\u2019re not,\u201d David reassured me. \u201cBut it\u2019s just good to be mindful.\u201d<\/p>\n
Wednesday couldn\u2019t come soon enough. It was all I thought about for days. I wanted to get to the bottom of David\u2019s secret letter. A day after I found the note in his shirt pocket, I went back to see if it was still there \u2014 but the pocket was empty.<\/p>\n
Signed, sealed, and delivered, I thought.<\/p>\n
Of course, I wanted to go. I wanted to be the one to catch David in the act. But I was also scared of breaking my own heart.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes. Your entire marriage rests on this evening, darling,\u201d she said. \u201cI know that it\u2019s going to be difficult, but at the end of the day, at least you\u2019ll know what your next move will be.\u201d<\/p>\n
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This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"