It seemed to be a bad day in L.A. Paula woke up on the couch as the boys ran through the kitchen tearing things apart and devouring anything in their path. She looked at her watch and was surprised she slept until nearly 12:50 in the afternoon. She stood up and walked into the kitchen to see what mess she would soon have to clean up.

Upon entering the room she saw Glen and Arthur both ravaging through things like starving children in a third world country. Eyes fell upon her as she saw their mess. Boxes were everywhere and their contents spread across the countertops. The mess consisted of anything and everything from cereal to nutrition bars. She met Arthur’s eyes and it soon became a competition of who could stare the longest.

“I’m gonna- go to my room.” Glen said noticing the tension in the room. The second he left, Paula tried to act like nothing was different.

“What a mess, huh?” Paula said picking a few things off the counter. Arthur set his towel down and began making his way to the door. The tension was so thick that you couldn’t even cut through it with a chainsaw. “Arthur, Stop!” Paula demanded.

Arthur stopped like a well trained puppy and turned around. The look on his face said he didn’t do it because he was told to. “You lost the right to tell me anything about what I should do when you slept with Ben.” Arthur said harshly.

“For god sakes Arthur, how long can a person be mad about that? It was nearly a month ago and you still lock the door whenever you get in the bedroom first.” Paula argued.

“Well, excuse me for being upset when my wife stepped out on me to get with some guy she already cheated on me with once before.” Arthur was angry and he knew that if he didn’t calm down soon, he would end up doing or saying something he might regret later. “I’m leaving for a couple of hours. I’ll be back before dinner.” And with that, Arthur was out of the door and on his way to the car. Mrs. C had no intensions of stopping him.

TBC