I imagined myself giving a shocked response, asking why and receiving no valid explanation. I then imagined myself becoming angry with Tom for this lack of explanation, and pictured him finally breaking down and apologizing to me, maybe even confessing a little of his weaknesses while I remained the strong, forgiving wife. We’ll get through this together, darling, I would say, cradling him in my arms. I’ll help you to overcome these unnatural longings. I enjoyed that little fantasy.
