This was originally published on my blog in November 2015. It is now available in fiction form in my book of short stories, Sidonie and the Loup-Garou and Other Stories from the Bayou.
My husband, Jack, spent twenty years in the Air Force, and like the good little Air Force wife I was, I followed him from Chennault Air Base here in Lake Charles, to Goose Bay, Labrador, to Fayetteville, Arkansas, to Houston and back home to Westlake when his time was up. Being a Carolina boy who wasn’t a big fan of cold weather, southwest Louisiana was a fine place for him to retire.
We hadn’t been back long when a country/western singer named Jeanne Pruett released a song—”Satin Sheets”—in 1973. I was never a C/W fan but Jack was, so I heard the song quite often. It had a catchy tune and was easy to sing along with, and I started thinking about those satin sheets. I wondered what it would be like to lie on them.Continue Reading