Just Once

It only happened once. Just once. And I regretted immediately.

Oh, who was I kidding? That was like saying I only murdered someone just once. I knew the effect it would have on me, on my relationship, to cheat. Just once. What was I going to do now? Tell?

No, I couldn’t tell. That would be the end of my marriage. But how could I keep it quiet?

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Author: Virginia DeBolt

Writer and teacher who writes blogs about web education, writing practice, and pop culture.

4 thoughts on “Just Once”

  1. Just once she wants to be her parents’ pride and joy! She’s 35; and, she continues to believe she never will! She tried hard, to love a man.. To create that image of a family. It tortured her; and ruined his self confidence. It’s senseless pain. It kills her.

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