He comes home early. Door's locked. Strange. Calls for his wife from the hallway-no reply. Groceries? Not her usual time. Upstairs, bedroom, he figures, taking a nap-not there either. A suspicious movement in the corner of his eye-the garden! Huh? Naked? Dancing seductively? Why? Sinking feeling. A lover? In the garden? Bitch! Rushing downstairs and out-no one else there.
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