Love Detective

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We slept in this morning and she had to get ready in a hurry, no time for her usual attention to detail, and she ran out the door, slamming it behind her, leaving her keys swinging and jangling I stayed in bed until I heard the downstairs door shut, then peeked through the blinds, and as soon as she was out of sight I went for the keys She never tried to make a secret of the box or the fact it was locked or even where she kept it But as I said at the time, "if you've nothing to hide, why hide it?" It was one of those wee red cashbox things and she keeps it in a drawer by the bed, under some pictures and books Every key she has is on the same keyring, it took me a while to find the right one I don't know, I suppose I've had my doubts for a while There's been hushed phone-calls virtually every night, her friends stop talking when I come in the room and they look at each other, and I don't know, it's just a feeling Anyway, I eventually found the key and it fitted perfectly in I put the box on top of the bed and opened it up There were these pictures of friends and ex's, letters, postcards, bills, nothing bad... And then I found some sort of sex diary, and I went to the latest entry It explicitly detailed a recent adventure up the park with a boy she said she'd forgotten about And it got worse as it went on The dates never made sense, there were people I'd never even heard of Eventually I had to stop reading it because I started to feel sick So I put everything back the way I found it, shut the drawer, and phoned you See I don't know what to do I keep having fantasies about leaving a dictaphone under the pillow or following her when she goes to work I've been lying about where I'm going, just in case I can bump into her