it said.I laughed at it, not thinking anything about the situation. But as the night went on and I stayed up watching old Christmas movies, the message constantly flashed in my mind. When Travis woke up the following day, I asked him about the party.
He said that they started at his office, then went to a bar for karaoke, and finally ended up at a club for a few hours. I asked him about the message, and he looked confused. “One of the guys probably wrote it,” he said.
“There was a lot to drink, and you know how the guys get. “Still, it bugged me. So, I went to my Mom for advice.
I confided in her, asking her how to deal with unease and distrust in my marriage — something that had never come up in the last five years. Mom’s solution was to bug Travis’ car with a GPS tracker. Now, I’m not one to snoop around, and I didn’t really want to do it.
But I needed this nagging feeling to be silenced. So, I agreed. But I knew if Trav ever found it, he would feel so betrayed.
Anyway, in the last week before his Christmas break, I watched his movements on my laptop, tracking his to-and-from work commutes. But then, one evening, he called me and said he needed to stay late and complete some work before signing off for the holidays. I believed him — I was facing deadlines as well.
But while he spoke, I opened the app on my laptop again and saw that his car was on the move. The car was moving in the opposite direction of home instead of taking me to the suburbs of mansions and fancy cars. Naturally, I got into my car and followed along — having also downloaded the tracking app to my phone.
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