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“It’ s my wife,” said the pale man. “She’s cheating on me.”

Calgary frowned, forcing herself not to bite her nails. “Cheating,” she said, uncertain. The word sounded ridiculous. Cheating at what? And how could his wife do that on him? She had a sudden absurd mental image of the pale man stretched out shirtless on a floor, with an unknown woman setting out an array of playing cards for a game of solitaire on his naked torso, and then peeking to see where all the aces were.

“Cheating on me with another man. Or the equivalent.”

Now she had to force herself not to repeat the equivalent like some kind of random echo chamber. What did he mean by that? A woman, would have been her first guess, except it didn’t really feel like he meant that at all.

“I mean the equivalent of another person,” he added abruptly, as if he had read her mind.

“Are there equivalents of other people that couldn’t be described as just ‘other people’?” she asked him, honestly wanting to know.

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