At home Becky and I settled into a routine. She'd do her homework while I cooked or ordered that night's dinner. We'd eat and talk about whatever subject. After dinner we'd call Katie's parents' house and talk to Katie for a while. Usually we'd use the speaker phone and it kind of felt like a family conversation.
Sadly Katie and I rarely got a moment alone. On her attorney's advice she only used the phone in the presence of her mother or father, making phone s*x impossible. We did spend a couple of Saturday nights together when Becky would stay with Sarah or with my sister, but Katie seemed to have little interest in s*x.
A few weeks before her trial was to start, I pulled into the driveway to see Ben's car and Katie's car. "Better wait out here until I know what's going on," I told Beck
