The betrayal
Jill came home to find Leroy in front of the TV. “What the hell?” she said. “We were watching that together! I can’t believe you!” Leroy,caught red-handed,scrambled to retrieve the situation. “I’ve only watched two episodes,” he said. “I’ll wait for you to catch up.” Jill took a moment. “Doesn’t help us now,though,does it? We’ll have to watch something else. What about …” And she paused,ready to sink the knife in … “Bridgerton?” Cantilevered breasts or not,he’d rather stick pins in his eyes,but what could he say? Atonement was expected. “Sure,” he sighed. “Sounds great.” Words by Paul Connolly. Illustration by Jim Pavlidis.