Hesitantly agree

This is a strange situation hoisted upon your wife and really all the women of America. And in a way you feel like maybe it's not your place to tell her how to handle it. But you still have to make a passing case for yourself. "With another man... men? That's how you want to do this?" Maybe you sort of want to guilt her a little. It's unfair but it's the only card you have to play.

Carolyn turns toward you and gives you a loving look. "This is something I have to do right? I can't think of any way to make it easier than if I just left all of this behind for a day and just did it as a different person. If you're there, if you're participating than I have to be me. I'd rather just do it and then put it behind me and not look back.

Her point is not at all lost on you. You think there must be a good argument to be made against it. But you've got nothing. So you nod and take a deep breath. "Okay." You say. "Do it how you want it. I'll support you"

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Over the next week, things come together. You don't want to press Carolyn for information on how and when it's going down, but you think it would be nice of her to tell you. One morning, the next Monday, you wake up to an empty bed. There's a note on Carolyn's stand.

"Will be out all day today."

So there it is. You consider calling in sick to work. But decide that it might be best to have the distraction. Still, it's a hard day to get through. You keep wondering what's going on. What is Carolyn doing at this very moment? You hope she's okay. You hope she's enjoying herself... sort of. You're not sure what you hope for.

You get home. You have a little modest dinner. You watch some TV, very distractedly. You go to bed.

Carolyn doesn't join you until it's late, almost 2:00am. She climbs into bed quietly. You debate whether or not you should say something. But you decide you've been a pretty good sport, and you're going to do just this one thing. You turn toward her in bed. She turns toward you. She doesn't seem traumatized.

"How did it go?" You ask.

Carolyn smiles. "It could have been worse. It was okay. But I'm glad it's behind me." That seems to be all the information she's volunteering. Until she adds. "You can never watch it, okay?"

You give a half-hearted nod. And then both of you drift off to sleep.