The Dog Walker Knew My Husband's Travel Schedule
Rex needed walks. Marco had keys. My husband had a quarterly offsite calendar. I had no excuse left by October.
Marco walked Rex at four every afternoon. He had a key because my husband insisted professionals need access.
By week three Marco knew Greg's travel calendar better than I did.
"Phoenix this week?" he asked, clipping the leash.
"Thursday back."
He nodded like we were discussing weather.
The affair started with coffee inside—Rex drinking, us talking about nothing until everything. Marco never rushed. That patience made me complicit.
We used the guest room because master felt like perjury. Sheets washed. Key returned. Rex happy.
Greg came home with souvenirs and no suspicion. Marco texted only: "Thursday?"
I deleted yes.
Some secrets smell like dog treats and fabric softener. Mine does.
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