65: VASECTOMY

Keisha

Past two in the morning, I woke with a start. Feeling around the bed, I noticed my husband wasn't beside me. Where could he have gone? I also felt thirsty and hungry, sensing my husband was keeping something from me. I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease; he hadn't told me anything, but I had a hunch. I let out a deep sigh, hearing my husband's voice at the bar counter. He was probably drinking again, and there must be something bothering him that he wasn't telling me.

"Julius, update me from time to time. You can't just let everything we've worked for go to waste. If you need to play dirty, do it. That mayor is good at that anyway!" I couldn't help but feel sad at what I heard. I've already told him to avoid meddling in government affairs because they play dirty, and I don't want him or our children to get into trouble. He took a sip from the bottle of alcohol.

"You're drinking more frequently," I hugged him from the side. I could feel the warmth radiating from his body b