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park today. Don’t read anything into it!”
    “What about him kissing you? Was that just a coincidence, too?”
    I turned away from my mother. “Mom…” I started to lie, but knew she’d see right through me. I took a deep breath and said, “I kissed him back,” I sighed. “I knew it was wrong and I started to pull away, but I couldn’t stop myself…I didn’t want to.” I turned back to face her and said, “One of the other mother’s interrupted us and when I realized what I’d done, I grabbed Shannon and ran.”
    “Are you in love with this man?”
    Why couldn’t anyone ask me an easy question for a change? “It was just a kiss. He caught me at a weak moment, nothing more. I ended it and I went home.”
    “You didn’t answer my question.”
    “Drop it, please. It’s over. It was over before it began. Now, I guess I should go face the music.”
    “Parker’s going to be crushed.”
    “It was just a kiss.”
    “You’re his wife.”
    I wanted to shout at her, yell, scream. But, I simply nodded and walked away. I wondered what she’d think if she knew about all the women that Parker had slept with over the course of our ‘marriage?’ I could have so easily turned this around on him, making him the bad guy, but I knew, that although I’d been completely faithful…until that one kiss, I had never really given Parker what he needed or wanted. So, I went along as the only guilty party in our otherwise ‘flawless’ marriage and walked downstairs to face my husband’s angry glare.

 
    It Was Just a Kiss!  Yeah, Right!
     
    The drive home was silent. I stared out the window trying to figure out what I was going to say. Telling him the truth was obviously out, as I still wasn’t ready to divulge that secret. I turned to him, thinking there’s no time like the present.
    “Parker, it’s really not what you think.”
    “I can’t talk to you right now,” he said, gripping the steering wheel with white knuckles.
    We only lived a few blocks from my parent’s home, so it wasn’t long before we were standing in the living room, staring at each other.
    “Talk!” he ordered.
    I looked down and saw no way out of it. “He showed up at the park…”
    “And?”
    “And, he was there with his daughter. We were talking…”
    “Rebecca!”
    “He kissed me, alright. Are you happy now?”
    “Yeah, I’m thrilled that my wife was kissing some man at the park in front of our daughter!”
    “She was playing…and I didn’t kiss him, he kissed me.”
    “So, you pushed him away, stopped him?” he asked, looking relieved.
    I closed my eyes, forcing the tears back. “I…pushed him away, at first, but he wouldn’t let go.”
    “I’ll have him arrested!”
    “No! Parker, I pushed him away at first, but then…I kissed him back. He didn’t force me.”
    He walked over to the bar and picked up what was left of his $200.00 bottle of scotch.  He was calm when he said, “Do you want some?”
    “No.”
    “I thought you’d taken a liking to it. The bottle’s half gone.”
    “I’m sorry.”
    “It’s just scotch,” he said, tossing back a shot of the aged whiskey.
    “I mean about the kiss.”
    “Are you sleeping with him?” he asked, swirling another shot of whiskey in his glass.
    “NO!”
    He looked up at me and said, “Have you slept with him?”
    How do I answer that loaded question honestly? “It was just a kiss, nothing more. We didn’t plan to meet.”
    “You didn’t answer my question. Have you slept with him?” He was pacing the room now. “Are you in love with him?”
    “It was just a kiss! I know it was wrong. I’m sorry. When I realized what I’d done, I grabbed Shannon and ran. I swear I didn’t think she saw…us.” I was breathing hard now, worried about being able to dodge more questions.
    He downed the second glass of scotch and set the glass on the bar. “So, you’ll kiss a complete stranger, but not your own husband?”
    He was calm, much too calm and it worried