Tanner nodded in and out of consciousness
as he stared at his computer screen. The clock read 4:45, only fifteen more minutes
until the end of the workday.
Eh, who would really care if I left a little
early?
He
arose from his desk and grabbed his jacket from the hanger on the back of his
door.
While putting his jacket on, he heard a sound come from his computer. Tanner
sighed. He walked back to his desk and leaned over his chair only to see the
“new mail” notification on his screen and clicked it.
“I
know what you did and you're going pay."
Tanner laughed, but it immediately faded.
Crazy people. He thought to himself and forced a laugh.
Tanner immediately closed his mail, shut off his computer and left his
office.
What is going on?
As
he walked down the hall of the firm, he stopped at his friends Richard’s office
and opened the door. “Hey Rich, quick question.”
Richard looked up from his computer. “What do you need?”
“Did you send me a joke email just now?” Tanner knew Richard’s weird
sense of humor and he could have easily been responsible for the strange email.
Richard pretended to think very hard. “Hm, email, email, email. Joke?
Hm…not ringing a bell. What was it?”
“Oh nothing, never mind. See you tomorrow.”
“See ya, Tanner.”
Tanner twirled his wedding ring as he walked to his car. What did I do? He racked his brain
trying to think of the worst thing he’s ever done, but his mind was blank. Some
one had to be messing with him.
Tanner drove home in silence trying to think of anything he had “wished
for” recently, and yet again his mind was blank.
As
he arrived at his house, the smell of lemon chicken filled the air. His
favorite. “Hey sweetie!” he yelled as he took off his jacket and hung it on the
hook by the door.
Lisa appeared in the walkway. “Hi love, how was work?” she wiped her
hands on her apron.
"Oh
it was okay. Same ole same ole." Tanner said as he walked over to Lisa and
kissed her on the cheek.
"That's
nice, just give me a minute and I'll have dinner on the table." she smiled
and removed her apron.
Tanner
sat at the table and waited as Lisa came from the kitchen and placed a plate of
lemon chicken and rice in front of him. She disappeared into the kitchen again
and brought out her own plate.
"How
was your day, sweetie?" Tanner said as he took a bite.
"Oh
it was fine."
Diving
right in, Tanner said "Lisa, what would you say is the worst thing I've
done?"
Lisa
took a bite. "That's an odd question. Why do you ask?"
Tanner
thought for a moment. "We had an ethics seminar at work this week and I
guess it got me thinking."
Lisa
poured Tanner and herself a glass of wine. "Hm. I'm not sure,
sweetie."
"Yeah
nothing came to mind for me either. I guess I'm perfect....just like you."
Tanner smiled and lifted his glass, expecting her to do the same.
"Well
actually sweetie." she didn't look up, "What about when you screwed
that slut from the coffee shop?"
Tanner
looked up as Lisa took a drink of wine. "Um. What?" he set his fork
down.
"Gosh,
sweetie. You never listen to me. I said what about when you screwed that slut
from the coffee shop?" she said with a smile.
"Uh.
Um. How do you know about that?" he tried to grab her hand but she pulled
away and clasped her hands in her lap. "Lisa. Honey. That was months ago.
It meant nothing. It was only the one time." he asked again, "How did
you find out?"
"Because,
honey. I had you followed," she said matter-of-factly. "And it was
not months ago, Tanner. It was last week" her voice remained calm.
"Lisa,
honey. I'm sorry. You know I love you…” He paused, “so you sent me that
email?"
"Oh
really? Do you love me Tanner? Is that why you told your little slut you wished
you had a way out of our marriage?" Lisa pulled out a gun from under the
table.
Tanner
started to get up and raised his hands. "No-"
Lisa
cut him off.
"Well,
sweetie," Tanner heard a click. "Be careful what you wish for."
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