I consider myself incredibly lucky to have a husband. Hes nearly the perfect man for me! But, as Ive come to realise over time, no one is truly perfect. My husband, as wonderful as he is, has one little flaw: hes a bit too sociable, rather open, and always very friendly. Now, some might say this isnt much of a problem, but…
James is friends with women. He doesnt hide any of their correspondence from me, and theres nothing suspicious in it, but I can’t say I’m comfortable with it. For years now, he has kept up a lively exchange of emails with an old colleague. Emily got married ages ago and moved abroad with her husband, but somehow shes never disappeared from our lives. To this day, her name still pops up in our home.
Whenever something unusual or worth mentioning happens to him at work or on a trip, two women always hear about it straightaway: me, and his old friend Emily. If he has an important decision to make, he discusses it not just with me, but also with her. James talks everything over with Emily. Every now and then, he chats with her about things that really ought to be just between the two of us! Frankly, it leaves me a bit exasperated.
I want to stress again that he is a terrific husband. We share every household chore 50-50. Hes got a good job and brings in a decent wage. We make time to do things together, whether its catching a show in the West End, going out for dinner, or watching a film. Yet still, I cant quite understand why he feels the need to stay so close with another woman.
Maybe Im being silly, but I cant help feeling a touch jealous, just about Emily. Ive never felt this way about any of the other women he works with.
I honestly dont know what hes missing. Why does he need that friendship?












