I was taken aback. I’d made a girl pregnant and it wasn’t my wife. I was filled with an immediate sense of dread and the horrible thought of having to admit the fact to my wife. It wasn’t a good move. My reaction did not endear itself to Rhonda and was something I regretted immediately. The ultimate cause of the way I acted was the shame of what I had done, not shame borne of my own conscience, but that created by social consideration – what would people think of me? For the first time in my marriage I also considered, really considered, life beyond Christine. Continue reading →