Grace raced home as her anger grew and raged in her head. She reached
her front door and checked to make sure A.J wasn't home. Then she went to
her bedroom and threw herself onto her bed. She then pulled out a large
shoebox that was hidden skillfully behind the emergency cash fund and piles
of A.J's dirty socks ( hey...no one said he was neat). She threw the lid to
the side as she quickly shuffled through the box that was brimming with
things from stationary to pictures to mini-beanie babies. Her eyes
transfixed on a book that was carefully wrapped in a blood red velvet bag
that was closed with two gold ropes that were tied neatly into a bow. She
quickly unwrapped the bag and held the book in her hands. She brushed
through the pages quickly until she found the page she was looking for.
Suddenly the book was tossed roughly to the side as Grace bounded for the
trick floorboard under A.J's desk.
Grace's hands gently felt the smooth floor until she could jerk it in different directions. The floor board lifted out of its spot to reveal a large black leather journal which had A.J's initials stitched across the cover. She flipped the large book open and flipped through the pages to the last entry date. It was the date that the woman came to her home ( Monday...it was Thursday). It read in A.J's sloppy chicken scratch the following: "Today was a good day. I finally got Mark to pay up all that cash he owes me and I met up with girly girl.But that dumb girl came to my house!! I could've slapped her. Grace was in the other room.... I could've gotten caught. O well....atleast she's worth the risk sometimes. " suddenly there was a slam and the sound of feet in the entrance hallway. Grace chucked the journal back into the floor and quickly covered it. She jumped into the desk chair and opened the solitaire file.
"Hey baby!" A.J's innocent looking face popped into the doorway as he leisurely leaned on the wall and smiled at Grace. "Hi....how was poker?" Grace tried to keep her temper under control faced with her lying husband. " It was all right. But I won't be able to pay the bills with what I made.Hahahaha" He chuckled heartily as he started walking to the kitchen.
Grace jumped up and walked back to the bedroom where she began putting everything back together and back under the bed. Her mind raced as she re-thought the little information that she had collected. She knew he was cheating but just had to know who he was messing with. She started going over the possible suspects until she became frustrated and made her way to the kitchen to have a drink A.J entered the room rubbing his stomach and looking very stupid with his shirt half untucked and his ugly sweats making strange scratchy noises as he walked up to her. His old flannel shirt rubbed against her skin as his gruff voice started asking about dinner. She simply pushed him off and picked up the phone to dial for pizza.Suddenly there was a knock at the door and Grace rushed to open it. But she was disappointed to see Mark...A.J's bestfriend in town. She let him in and flounced onto the couch disgusted by the man who was in the next room.
Grace's hands gently felt the smooth floor until she could jerk it in different directions. The floor board lifted out of its spot to reveal a large black leather journal which had A.J's initials stitched across the cover. She flipped the large book open and flipped through the pages to the last entry date. It was the date that the woman came to her home ( Monday...it was Thursday). It read in A.J's sloppy chicken scratch the following: "Today was a good day. I finally got Mark to pay up all that cash he owes me and I met up with girly girl.But that dumb girl came to my house!! I could've slapped her. Grace was in the other room.... I could've gotten caught. O well....atleast she's worth the risk sometimes. " suddenly there was a slam and the sound of feet in the entrance hallway. Grace chucked the journal back into the floor and quickly covered it. She jumped into the desk chair and opened the solitaire file.
"Hey baby!" A.J's innocent looking face popped into the doorway as he leisurely leaned on the wall and smiled at Grace. "Hi....how was poker?" Grace tried to keep her temper under control faced with her lying husband. " It was all right. But I won't be able to pay the bills with what I made.Hahahaha" He chuckled heartily as he started walking to the kitchen.
Grace jumped up and walked back to the bedroom where she began putting everything back together and back under the bed. Her mind raced as she re-thought the little information that she had collected. She knew he was cheating but just had to know who he was messing with. She started going over the possible suspects until she became frustrated and made her way to the kitchen to have a drink A.J entered the room rubbing his stomach and looking very stupid with his shirt half untucked and his ugly sweats making strange scratchy noises as he walked up to her. His old flannel shirt rubbed against her skin as his gruff voice started asking about dinner. She simply pushed him off and picked up the phone to dial for pizza.Suddenly there was a knock at the door and Grace rushed to open it. But she was disappointed to see Mark...A.J's bestfriend in town. She let him in and flounced onto the couch disgusted by the man who was in the next room.