Mark rolled over and patted the empty space next to him, letting out a long sigh. Three months now, he thought —not a single night of having sex with my wife, since she'd started that damn third shift job. Sarah had taken on this new shift, hoping it would help them get caught up on their bills. But now, it was becoming so obvious to Mark that it might have been a big mistake. He stared at the ceiling, drumming his finger...