“There was so much he could have said and chose not to. “I didn’t pry into your past, Margaret. I don’t pry into your life before we met, so don’t do it to me.” And that was it, there was nothing more to say. I nodded my head and ever since I’ve made myself comfortable in this limbo of not knowing. Sleepless in this bed I made.” MarriageInfidelityJordanTravel WritingAmmanTravel LiteratureMiddle East FictionEmbassy Life Book:The Confusion of Languages Source: The Confusion of Languages