you walk along the waikiki strip, havily laden with torists at this mid-morning hour, and finnaly arrive at the infamous international marketplace. inside of the open-air market, you see stande selling everything from hawaiian jewelery to japaneese swords. also, you see more tourists than you thought could ever be in a single area. after about an hour of looking, you finally find her... on the arm of anotherr man... this is not good, to say the least... you decide that you're going to follow her and see exactly what's up when you bump your arm against a stand specalizing in puka ahell necklaces and wonder why the shopkeeper didn't come complaining that you broke something... you ponder this for awhile when you notice two things... one, the diamond button is glowing on your cool new watch, and two, your arms, and you soon discover, your entire body is now translucent... you quickly discover that noone can see or hear you, so you do the first thing that pops into your head... you walk over to your wife to see exactly what her and this well-dressesd japaneese man are talking about.
"the flight was okay... a little long for my liking, though" says your wife
"that's nice, but please answer my question, are you sure that your husband dosn't suspect anything?"
"oh, please, we could fuck right in front of him and he would just look the other way, he wants to be blind"
as a matter of fact, she had been acting strange reccently, but you had just assumed that she was on her time of the month, or that she had been under a lot of stress lately (can't guess what from though...) but now that you know for sure, you don't know how you couldn't have seen it earlier, the long-distance phone calls on her cell phone, the japaneese voice that he had heard earlier had exactly resembled the voice that he had overheard... ht evoice that she had called "the cableman" (what kind of cables???) but after all of that thought, and quite a bit of invisible crying, you can only think of one thing, revenge... (but how, you wonder... direct revenge, or indirect revenge...) |