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If anyone were to ask his family, they would say that Jerry is a loving father, and a wonderful husband. Now the Head Librarian at the university, and a Junior Historian at the Federal Museum, Jerry did his best to spend as much time as he could with his family.

Jerry was a 27 year-old man. He was the father of a soon-to-be 3 year-old son, and married to his high school sweetheart, Laura. Laura was in her third year of her doctorate, aiming at medical research, where she would reconnect with Sari, who was already an intern at the local hospital.

With Laura spending so much time focusing on her studies, Jerry had become a veritable “Mr. Mom”. He had grown used to the minivan life, though he often wondered why the car seat wouldn’t have fit in the back of the car. The daycare was nice, but Jerry preferred to spend his time with his son. Ever since his son had learned to crawl, Jerry saw that he was going to be an active kid. So, while he had his chance, he read books with his boy as often as he could. Mind you, he never brought an Albert Ross novel within the child’s reach. Too valuable to leave to the drool monster.

Jerry’s marriage was just over 5 years old. Many couples they had known over the years, both married and unmarried, had failed the test of only a few years. Jerry and Laura had been together since high school, officially, that is. Friends from a young age, then crushes, lovers, and, finally, the couple everyone else wanted to be. When their schedules first became extremely packed, and with their son, Jerry and Laura had feared they would drift apart. But that hadn’t happened. Family supper happened at least every other night, and Sundays were specifically set aside for family time. No work, no work-talk. Just togetherness. And every night, no matter what time either of them came home, Jerry and Laura always crawled into bed together.

And here, we find Jerry. Sitting on the side of the bed, unable to sleep. He ran his fingers through his hair, the hair he didn’t keep short anymore, despite Laura’s requests that he get a haircut. It had been quiet for a while; Jerry assumed that his son was asleep. He turned quietly and looked down at the blond hair and tanned skin lying in the bed beside him. In his eyes, she was perfect. Except for one thing.

She wasn’t Laura.

And with that, for the first time in his life, Jerry cheated.