Still in his business suit, Phil nursed a scotch at the small cafe table as Carly breezed in, announcing, "We need to talk!"She emerged from the bedroom in sweat pants and a tee-shirt, and plopped into the chair opposing him."Finances... errands... chores... work.... Look, we're just not having any fun in our marriage any more, Phil, and I know I own half that… Continue
Added by Joe Gensle on November 3, 2010 at 10:00am —
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