Chapter 8

When I woke up the following day, I saw that my husband and Fiona had already left. I guessed that they went out somewhere to have some more fun.

Before I could be too upset, the doorbell rang. It was Jason. As soon as he saw me, he began asking about how things went between me and my husband.

"My husband had been quite crazy last night," I said sarcastically.

"Really?" Jason didn't notice the sarcasm in my voice and asked, "How many times did you do it with Mr. Jackson last night?"

The more I thought of what happened last night, the more upset I became. Then I began crying.

Jason began to panic and asked with concern, "What's wrong, Mrs. Jackson? Isn't it something to be happy about? Why are you crying?"

I decided not to keep anything from him and told him about what happened the previous night.

The more I talked about it, the more upset I became. "I did everything you taught me, but it still didn't work."

Jason coaxed me. "Don't be upset, Mrs. Jackson. There's no need to doub