Take Two

Cheating scenario, 1989:

There were errant signs. Like the times you phoned the office and it rang and rang (“I was in the conference room,” he said), like the matchbooks from places with names like the Candlelight Inn, where you’d never been. There were always plausible explanations. Work lunches! Work trips! Work lipstick! You wondered if you were crazy. There was so much wondering. Months, maybe years of uncertainty.

Cheating scenario, 2009:

I found your text messages, Jerk boy. Pack your bags.

~ From the Washington Post, December 9, 2009.  Classic.