My wife paid for my mistakes
My wife paid for my mistakes It started out innocently enough….. My wife Kelly and I were driving back alone after dinner out with some friends. I turned to Kel and said ‘hey, it’s early, why don’t we go over to that Gaslight bar and have a drink maybe a dance before we call it a night. It’s right down the hill from the house.’ Kel, said ‘sure, for all time we’ve lived here we’ve never gone there, lets do it’. Kel reminded me that her friend Joy said it was a meat market for middle aged singles but then added ‘I’ve always wanted to see what it was like.’ When we got there, there was a short wait to get in but we waited and watching people come and go and we were in …