“I don't know what you're talking about.” I grabbed my towel, brushed past her, and walked out of the bathroom.

She was right behind me, furiously. “The hell you don't! I'm not a fool, Vince. I know what I saw…”

“...me, taking a goddamn shower. That's what you saw.” I took out my briefs and put them on hastily.

“No!” She stomped her foot. “I saw you zoning out. Your mind was wandering and you had such an emotional and heavy look in your eyes. The kinda look that says ...