Gloria’s Secret

Gloria was lying in bed flipping through a Victoria’s Secret catalogue when her husband burst into the room. She had seen his car pull into the driveway from the window. She heard his tires squeal when he braked to a stop. That told her all she needed to know — he was mad as fuck.

And it wasn’t even 6:00 p.m yet.

“How are you, darling?” she said to him, still not looking up from her magazine.