First a couple of acknowledgements.
Real life has ramped up where I expected it to ramp down. As a result, I haven't caught up with all the feedback from our last outing but hope to shortly. So please don't be disappointed if you don't see me take advantage of some of your suggestions here.
From what I've read already I got some outstanding feedback; I thank each of you who took of YOUR valuable time to do so. Believe me, I will take your suggestions to heart!
Getting It Wrong
An entry into the 750 word challenge, just to prove I am capable of brevity. No, these words don't count. Neither does the title, sheeesh. Ready? Set. Go!
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Mandy came home sorrowful, terribly sorrowful. She sat across from her husband.
"Kyle, I need you to know you are the best. I do love you, though you won't believe that now. I have to confess; I have been seeing another.
"I don't even know exactly how it happened. Tomas has a magic about him. He's very good looking and the gals all... I'm sorry, he has something women respond to. At first, I just enjoyed the attention from other ladies when he paid attention to me. Why was he spending time on me? I was sure he was seeing one of them.
"Then it got weird, scaring me. He said I was special... that he wanted me. I knew it was wrong. I was married; taken. But I couldn't let his attention go. I had no intention of going that far, but it seemed if I didn't blur the lines, I would lose that attention. I blurred the lines until I fell.
"Now, I must come clean, although I can't stand hurting you. I just got pulled in deeper and deeper. I never wanted to be the type of woman who would do this. But I'm rather average, plain really, and I had no defenses against him. Seduction was all brand new to me. I can't stand this - doing this to you. You are the best. I -- I -- I can't..."
Kyle rushed to Mandy and held her. She stiffened, then felt his earnest warmth, even now wanting to help her.
"Oh my God. Even now, you are putting me first. You really do love me, don't you? You really do put me first..."
Then she understood, "Oh God. Oh no. It can't be, it must not! How could I have made this worse? You are forgiving me - taking me back, telling me we will make it - aren't you?!"