27. Dog Scratch
After a night of trying to keep up with my ex and her coworker’s drinking, I call it a night. They stopped talking a few minutes later, and the dog scratched at the door. I let the dog in and saw them making out on the couch.
I watched for ten minutes before they noticed me. They were taking their clothes off by then, and he was touching her favorite spots as he knew them well. No denying it by then.
I am glad I knew.
A tense conversation followed with the two of them. He left, very drunk on a very cold night. She got a ride to her aunt’s place and begged me to go look for him in the cold.