Will Mark and Glenn's secret relationship be discovered?
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Late on Wednesday afternoon, I was busy planning somebody's kitchen when my phone beeped.
Before I picked it up, I knew it would be Glenn, asking if he could come round. I typed out the answer, but before sending it, I walked over to the window.
Down in the yard, Glenn was standing at the back of his van, taking out packaging from the job he'd been on.
I pressed send and watched as he took his phone from his pocket, checked the screen and smiled to himself, before carrying on with his clearing up.
Glenn's midweek visits had been happening for a while now. He didn't stay over, just had a meal and s*x, not necessarily in that order and I wondered which one it would be tonight.
Glenn and I had come a long way from the
