A golfing fanatic suspects his wife is having an affair.
She's staying out late and wearing revealing clothes.
When he asks who she has been with, she simply answers, friends.
He tries to stay awake each night, hoping to catch her on cheating, but he always falls asleep.
One night he hides in the garage, behind his golf clubs and peers out to the street through a small hole in the wooden wall.
An hour later a car pulls up, and he see's his wife fondle and kiss a guy passionately. Then she climbs from the car, buttons up her blouse, removes a pair of panties from her bag and slips them on.
Suddenly he looks at his clubs and he notices a hairline crack around the handle of his putter.
"Oh dear God no, oh no, my heart," he screams loudly, I'm shattered.
His wife enters the garage and steps up to the almost hysterical man. "What's wrong," she shouts.
"I've had that fucking putter for twenty five years," he cries.
“Being a couple yet free is our next challenge on the evolutionary ladder. This book successfully helps us unravel the myths that block that achievement. It does it with warmth, with readability, and with balance. It recreates everyday problems and
