There we were eight of us at the diner, all of them were Caitlin and my closest friends. Our host's where Jimmy and Linda Lange, then there was Phil and Carla Thomas, Tony and Jean Marsh; my wife Caitlin and myself. Whilst Caitlin assisted Linda in serving the food, the rest of us made small talk. We all knew that when we had finished the meal the subject of our group summer holiday was going to be discussed.
For the last few years now, it had become our habit to go away together as a group for a fortnight's holiday each summer. With sixteen children between us, it had proved a very successful formula and this diner was to be the first formal planning meeting for this year's excursion.
But before the planning started we were all making small talk, as I hoped he would Jimmy returned to a subject I had planted in his mind earlier.
"Roger, tell me what did happen with Greg and his wife in the end?"
Gregory Mason was a work colleague of mine. Just over a year ago, he had discovered his wife was having an affair, and had asked my advice as to what he should do about it. I had been his confidant and assisted him in bringing the affair to a speedy end. As I had planed I had only got half-way through the saga before we had sat down to eat.
"Well, once Greg had caught Marsha out and we had scared off the Pratt she was seeing. She confessed all her sins to Greg, and then she begged him to forgive her. He made her sweat for a couple of weeks; then the dam fool went and forgave her, then he took her back. If your ask me she'll only do it again when the fancy takes her!"
I could see from her body language that Caitlin was just a little uncomfortable with the subject of infidelity, and Tony Marsh had developed just a hint of a smirk on his face. He was sure he knew something I didn't. I looked over at Tony.
"What do you reckon Tony? What do you think a husband should do when he finds out his wife is cheating on they're marriage. Should the husband forgive her and take the cheating wife back, or should he divorce her?"
I could see that I'd taken Tony by surprise, he flustered a little, then replied.
"Well, I don't really know, it would have to depend on the circumstances wouldn't it."
"What about the guy the wife was cheating with. What do you think a husband should do about him?"
Tony was looking distinctly uncomfortable now.
"God, I how should I know? I've never been in situation like that, and I'm not likely to be either."
"No I suppose you wouldn't. But I think I know what I would do, once I was sure I had the right man that is. I would find a way to let him know that I was aware of what he had been doing, and that I intended to put the bastard in hospital for a long, long time. I would let him know that I wouldn't go for him right away, mind you. I would just make sure he knew, that I was onto him and I would be coming sometime in the future. That way the gutless creep would have to keep looking over his shoulder, waiting for me to be there. He would know that I was going to be there one day, but he just wouldn't know when!"
Phil must have decided that the subject of conversation wasn't to his liking and attempted to change the subject by calling us to attention and asked.
"Well I know that the girls have been throwing some ideas about between them, but has anyone come up with a plan for this years junket?"
Now, was the time for me to really put the cat in with the pidgins.
"I'm sorry to have to this say my friends, but Caitlin and I will not be joining you this year!"
Caitlin gave a little start and looked at me, she was just about to say something when Carla commented.
"Oh Rog, you and Caitin were the founding members of this group holiday thing. Why aren't you coming this year?"
"Caitlin and I have a few problems at the moment. To be honest it looks to me as if we could well be getting divorced in the very near future. So there's not much point in making holiday plans, is there.
I could see both shock and panic in Caitlin's face. But she didn't know what I knew, so she must have decided she was going to try and brazen things it out.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Caitlin demanded.
I ignored her and continued with the rest of my script.