Clark opened his Favorites folder, clicked on the link labeled My Happy Place, and stared longingly at the screen. It wouldn’t take much: a click of the mouse and his trouble would belong to someone else, very far away. There, his trouble would fall under discipline that he couldn’t seem to accomplish and be molded into something better. He’d have no more worries, frustration, or false comforting of a rightfully paranoid partner. Life would become much simpler and easy.
Clark closed the browser before temptation became too great. Miss Hall’s School for Girls was safe from PJ for another day.