I make it over to my house in record time, not sure of what I’m going to say but knowing that something needs to be said. I’m standing in front of the door, my heart beating so fast I can hear it thumping in my ears. I knock, not in the mood to interrupt the potential sex fest going on inside.

Arise opens the store with a confused expression on her face.

“Did you forget something else?”

“Kinda. Can we talk about something? It’s kind of important.”

“Um…ok. Come in. Let’s go talk in your office and have some privacy.”

“Actually, we can talk here. Sara, when you and Arise decided to have sex in my bed the other day, did she tell you she was setting me up?”

“Setting you up? What are you talking about?” Sara responded quickly.

“So you weren’t in on it?”

“I honestly have no idea what you’re talking about. Maybe I should leave you two alone to discuss this.”

“I think you might want to stay. It’s about to get interesting.” I respond, noticing that Arise was suddenly very quiet.

“Arise, are you just going to let me accuse your girlfriend? You don’t have anything to say? For someone who’s been very talkable the past couple days, you’re suddenly very quiet.”

Still no response. I can see her start to tremble. Apparently Sara noticed it too.

“Arise? You’re shaking. What’s going on here?”

Still no reponse.

“Sara, I think I can I fill you in. Arise learned that I was having an affair about a year and a half or so ago, which I’m sure she told you about. She knows what nights I was “working late” and on which nights I come home at a normal time. Every Thursday for 2 years, I have come home between 5:30 and 6. What would make her suddenly think that this past Thursday anything would be different? Then it dawned on me. She wanted me to find the two of you like that.”

Still getting no response, I said, “If you wanted to hurt me Arise, you did. Congratulations.”

That statement seemed to bring her back to life.