Unsure of what to do and still distrustful of Tom, Clarisse stopped her next-door neighbor Jed on the sidewalk and invited him in to pick his brain. Jed, whose own spouse last cheated on him with Clarisse's spouse (everyone following?), was perhaps better equipped than anyone else on starting a family with the philanderer you love. He told Clarisse that an adulterer can still be a good parent, and if all else fails... turn a blind eye for the sake of your child.
It was advice Clarisse should probably take to heart, considering that while she was at work, Tom brought home one of the many comely young blondes on the tennis circuit, Ally Andrews.
He bid her farewell just as he heard Clarisse's car pool pull up, and footsteps running to the front door. But Clarisse hadn't been rushing in to catch him in the act.
"Guess what, Tom? I'm the new exec -- oh, hello. You're not Tom."
The comely young blonde smirked and shook her head. "Naw, we play doubles sometimes. Ah was just visiting."
Blind eye, Clarisse...
In more functional family news, Nick taught May to talk, relieving June of much of the childcare and housework duties, since she is indeed expecting their second child.
Speaking of children, the Richmans had a small birthday party for Aimee becoming a toddler, inviting the Freemans over for some cake.
Perhaps that's why Erica was so knackered when she went over to the Bridgeports' house later for dinner. Odd, Magdalena was suffering the same fatigue...
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