Red was the color of passion.

That's what you learned in 10th grade art class when you had the unit on symbolism. There were many things that was red. Roses, some apples, Raph, and the dress his wife wears at Christmas parties.

you knew this how? Well you were the other woman, the mistress. Raph often snuck you over while his wife, Mona is at work, but today she came home early.

Raph shoves you into the closet as her heals clack the marble floors

Mona: Raph love, why does it smell like chew bath and body works in here?

she wrinkles her nose. She knew that scent from highschool

Mona: I don't wear Warm vanilla sugar.

Raph: must have been the maid.