Husband Next Door. Anne Ha

asked Shelly.

      “You mean you can’t tell?” She approached the blackand-white, framed poster that Aaron had examined the week before. “Use your eyes, girl. This picture’s totally crooked.”

      “Oh.” The thing did seem to be a few inches out of alignment, now that she looked a little closer. It was natural that Chloe, with her engineer’s mind, would notice the discrepancy at once.

      Chloe reached out to right the frame. “You always did have a knack for missing what’s right in front of your nose, Shelly. I bet it’s been like that for months. Nice poster, though.”

      Shelly barely heard the compliment. She crossed over to the sofa, shaking her head. “I can’t believe him sometimes….”