That evening at our hotel Linda showed me all of the pamphlets she'd collected for houses she liked. There was something off though about her. I couldn't put my finger on it, but it was there. I put it out of my mind and we enjoyed some of the hottest s*x we'd had in a while.
When we got back to Wilmington we began preparing to move. Linda was still acting off so I started doing some snooping. One night after she went to bed I got her cell phone and checked her messages and calls. There were all the usual ones to our moms, and some to Randy. I noticed that Randy suddenly had a Clearwater number.
The next evening she asked me if I had told Glen yet that I'd accept the Tampa job. I told her I was rethinking it and wanted to visit Bangor and Seattle.
"Why the f**k do you want to do that?"
