"So what the hell was last night about?! One last fuck for the road?!?" She was irrate.
They'd made sweet love the night before, after an intense argument. An argument that could have ended their fresh tender marriage. Somehow she felt that the argument had been resolved by sex.
"No. That's not what is was..." He wondered why she felt that way.
But that is what it was. It was the last time they would make love.
The following day, he lay depressed in bed. She came in and whispered. "Come to the movies with me."
All he could say was. "No."
He was told to move out shortly thereafter. And he always did what she told him to do.
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