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Chapter 3: Rage…
Karen woke in Jacks apartment, she looked out the window for a minuet before realizing that Jack wasn't in bed with her. She remembered telling Stan that she was going to Grace's for a girl's night out. He, amazingly, believed her. She wrapped herself in a sheet and hopped off the bed and into the living room. She heard the shower going and sat down on the couch.
A few minuets later Jack emerged from the bathroom with jeans and a t-shirt on. He smiled when he saw Karen sitting on the couch reading a magazine. "Hey Kare, why don't you go get dressed and then we'll go out to eat okay?"
Karen jumped and turned around. "Alright." She nodded and climbed back onto the bed and closed the curtain to get dressed. Jack walked back into the bathroom, looked in the mirror and smiled. He liked what he saw.
Back at the manse Stan put on his huge coat and scarf and headed out for a walk around the park. He had decided while Karen was away that he needed time to think, alone.
Karen and Jack sat down at a table in the restaurant as the waiter took their drink orders. "I'll have water." Jack said
"I'll take chocolate milk." Karen giggled at the confused look on Jack's face.
"Since when do you drink milk?" He asked.
"Well, I haven't had chocolate milk since I was little and you make me feel like a kid, so I got that." She smiled and kissed his cheek.
Stan walked down the street and stopped when he saw two people walk into a restaurant. It was Karen and Jack, so, he stood off to the side of the window to watch them. Karen had told him she was going to Grace's, but then why was she with Jack.
He pulled out his cell phone and dialed Grace's office. "Hi Grace, was Karen with you last night? pause No? pause You saw her come out of Jack's with him huh? pause Thanks Grace." He looked back to the window to see Karen kiss Jack's cheek. He knew, he knew why she was gone so much, he knew why she had taken a pregnancy test, and he knew the answer to his problem.
Karen walked into her apartment around 11:00am with three shopping bags and a huge smile. She shut the door, turned around, and dropped her things. Stan was standing in the doorway to the living room, with a strange look on his face. It was a look she had never seen before, on anyone. She knew immediately that he knew, and she was scared.