It was me!

"I sent them your complaint." I panicked and then realised that I hadn't thought this through. (How had they replied to her, if I was the one writing the complaint?)

"Why would you do that?" asked Miss Summer.

"You seemed to angry," I started, "I thought that I would be able to write a better complaint with my calm mind." I have no idea where that explanation came from. It almost sounded believable? (I really really hope so.)

She hesitated. Time went into slow motion as I felt every heartbeat. She had to know that I was lying, (we had been married for years), but would she risk a fight by calling me a liar?

"I suppose that makes sense, and if we are going to be paid for it anyway I suppose it doesn't matter."