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It was a mostly sleepless night, made even more stressful by the recollection of a conversation I had with her sister, Allie, just before we got married.

She warned me that Jill had been quite the playgirl when she was younger and was leaving the small town in which they had been raised under a cloud.

It was mocking, not lilting like the other, almost sinister, and mercifully brief.

However it left an echo in my head long after it was gone along with the silvery laughing voices that always accompanied the ending of each piece.

This work still incorporates sex and violence in rather plentiful amounts, but now is dominated by coincidence, the nexus, and brief encounters with the supranatural.

Typically she worked split shift, alternating between morning and afternoon.

I couldn't help noticing the bedsheets looked as if a small army had bivouacked there last night.

The opportunity to take a leak was overwhelming and so into the bathroom I went, and happened to glance into the waste basket by the toilet at what proved to be a condom sitting on top of all the other trash that would normally be found in such a place.

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Synopsis: The country in-laws offer to rehabilitate his cheating wife.