the day my lies caught up with me
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Toronto, 2014.10.05
"I'm glad I didn't trust you," my wife said as I walked through the door. At issue: how far from home I'd led the kids on an energy-burning outing. I'd told her we were about a kilometer away, in reality we'd only managed to get a few doors away. She was trying to time the meal, I'd been trying to sound like I'd made an effort to get the kids to actually expend some energy.