My husband is a workaholic. And with my career as a teacher on ice, my life feels like an extinguished flame. The one to rekindle my heart… was the young man who moved in next door. It was fun. For the first time in a long while, I felt as though someone was paying attention to me. I moved with him in pursuit of a fairy tale romance and ended up a housewife on the other side of the country. Far from home, I began to feel a little lonely.

At some point, I began looking forward to seeing him every day. I feel as though I’m back in school again when I’m with him and I suppose that’s why...I did that. I thought it would be a nice prank to pull when I saw he’d left his keys in the door. To get him back for not remembering me. I did not expect to see that.

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My first apartment! I’m amazed I managed to find an affordable studio in the middle of the city, especially with my wages. It’s a nice place, but even better is the lady across the way. She’s beautiful and for looks familiar. I think she’s still in her twenties, but it’s too bad she’s married. Still, I was happy when she came over with a welcome gift...then shocked when she knew my name.

She says she knows me. She used to teach my class. The school and class check out...but I can’t for the life of me remember her face or name. And there’s no way I’d forget such a beautiful person, right? Well, either way, it looks like her husband’s not around a lot. She invited me over for dinner the other night. Then she started drinking and things got...weird. We started dancing and that turned to hugging. Like, a really long hug! Then... I think we were about to kiss when her husband unexpectedly returned.

I’ve been thinking about her nonstop lately. A little too much because, evidently, I forgot my keys in the door and she went and let herself in... for some reason. Unfortunately, I’m...busy at the moment...handling an ‘issue’ of mine. And now we’re awkwardly staring at each other!

...So now what?