18-04-2019, 12:12 PM
[b][i]ZERO TOLERANCE
[PART8][/i][/b]
I immediately felt a knot in my stomach. I was going to have to talk to Stacy about Steve again and I wasn't going to wait till we got home. I went out into the back yard and looked around but didn't see Stacy anywhere. I asked a couple of people if they had seen Stacy and one of them told me that they had seen her but that was more than an hour earlier.
I was beginning to get upset. I was sure that Stacy wasn't doing anything wrong but not being able to find her was worrying me. I walked around asking people if they had seen Stacy and most said that they had seen her earlier but hadn't seen her in a while. I walked over to a guy who was standing watching people in the swimming pool and asked him if he knew Stacy and he said that he didn't. Then I asked him if he knew Steve Lydon.
"Yes, I know Steve," he said.
"Have you seen him?" I asked.
"I saw him heading to his car about an hour ago."
I don't know what made me ask. "Was anyone with him?"
"Yes. He was with a tall very attractive blond," he said. "I think they came together."
Suddenly I felt myself begin to panic. Had Stacy come to the party with Steve? Had she left with him? I just couldn't believe that she would do that. Not Stacy. I spun around hoping to see Stacy somewhere in the yard but I didn't see her. I hurried back through the house and out to where the cars were parked and looked for Stacy's van. It wasn't there.
I felt all of the energy drain from my body and I felt like I just wanted to go lie down somewhere. I went around to the far side of my car where no one would see me and I slumped to the ground. I put my head between my knees and took deep breaths and tried to calm myself down. There had to be some other explanation for why I could not find Stacy. I knew she had come to the party because at least three people had seen her there. I also knew that she had been seen talking to Steve Lydon. I also knew that Steve had been seen leaving the party with a woman that fit Stacy's description. These things did not add up to a happy conclusion. Part of my brain was telling me that Stacy would not do that to me. She would not cheat on me. The other part of my brain was asking me how I could be so sure that she wouldn't cheat.
As I tried to think of what to do next the term 'zero tolerance' flashed into my head. I pushed that thought out of my head. It would not come to that. I refused to believe that Stacy would do anything that would cause me to leave her.
I knew that if she did leave the party with someone she would have to come back eventually because she knew that I would be there soon. The only thing I could do was to go back to the party and wait for her.-
I walked through the house in a daze and went out into the back yard again. I needed to try and eat something to settle my stomach and get my nerves under control while I waited for Stacy to return. I was at the food table trying to decide what foods my stomach could handle when I heard a voice behind me. It took me a minute to realize the voice was directed at me. When I turned around I found Mr. Dyson standing behind me.
"I see you finally made it, Mark," he said. "Where is that lovely wife of yours? I saw her here earlier."
"I don't know," I said. "I haven't been able to find her."
"Did you try calling her? I know she had her cell phone with her."
"I forgot my phone so I wasn't able to call her."
Mr. Dyson pulled his phone from his pocket and handed it to me and said, "Here, use mine."
I wondered why I hadn't thought to just ask someone if I could borrow their phone. I punched in Stacy's number and waited nervously for it to begin ringing. I wondered where she was and what I would say to her when she answered, if she answered.
Stacy answered on the third ring.
(To Be Continued)
[PART8][/i][/b]
I immediately felt a knot in my stomach. I was going to have to talk to Stacy about Steve again and I wasn't going to wait till we got home. I went out into the back yard and looked around but didn't see Stacy anywhere. I asked a couple of people if they had seen Stacy and one of them told me that they had seen her but that was more than an hour earlier.
I was beginning to get upset. I was sure that Stacy wasn't doing anything wrong but not being able to find her was worrying me. I walked around asking people if they had seen Stacy and most said that they had seen her earlier but hadn't seen her in a while. I walked over to a guy who was standing watching people in the swimming pool and asked him if he knew Stacy and he said that he didn't. Then I asked him if he knew Steve Lydon.
"Yes, I know Steve," he said.
"Have you seen him?" I asked.
"I saw him heading to his car about an hour ago."
I don't know what made me ask. "Was anyone with him?"
"Yes. He was with a tall very attractive blond," he said. "I think they came together."
Suddenly I felt myself begin to panic. Had Stacy come to the party with Steve? Had she left with him? I just couldn't believe that she would do that. Not Stacy. I spun around hoping to see Stacy somewhere in the yard but I didn't see her. I hurried back through the house and out to where the cars were parked and looked for Stacy's van. It wasn't there.
I felt all of the energy drain from my body and I felt like I just wanted to go lie down somewhere. I went around to the far side of my car where no one would see me and I slumped to the ground. I put my head between my knees and took deep breaths and tried to calm myself down. There had to be some other explanation for why I could not find Stacy. I knew she had come to the party because at least three people had seen her there. I also knew that she had been seen talking to Steve Lydon. I also knew that Steve had been seen leaving the party with a woman that fit Stacy's description. These things did not add up to a happy conclusion. Part of my brain was telling me that Stacy would not do that to me. She would not cheat on me. The other part of my brain was asking me how I could be so sure that she wouldn't cheat.
As I tried to think of what to do next the term 'zero tolerance' flashed into my head. I pushed that thought out of my head. It would not come to that. I refused to believe that Stacy would do anything that would cause me to leave her.
I knew that if she did leave the party with someone she would have to come back eventually because she knew that I would be there soon. The only thing I could do was to go back to the party and wait for her.-
I walked through the house in a daze and went out into the back yard again. I needed to try and eat something to settle my stomach and get my nerves under control while I waited for Stacy to return. I was at the food table trying to decide what foods my stomach could handle when I heard a voice behind me. It took me a minute to realize the voice was directed at me. When I turned around I found Mr. Dyson standing behind me.
"I see you finally made it, Mark," he said. "Where is that lovely wife of yours? I saw her here earlier."
"I don't know," I said. "I haven't been able to find her."
"Did you try calling her? I know she had her cell phone with her."
"I forgot my phone so I wasn't able to call her."
Mr. Dyson pulled his phone from his pocket and handed it to me and said, "Here, use mine."
I wondered why I hadn't thought to just ask someone if I could borrow their phone. I punched in Stacy's number and waited nervously for it to begin ringing. I wondered where she was and what I would say to her when she answered, if she answered.
Stacy answered on the third ring.
(To Be Continued)
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