The Day I Lost the Ability to Lie

Waking up from the car crash, I could only say "Yes" and "No," and I had to tell the truth.

My wife pulled a chair to my bedside and took out a small notebook filled with questions.

"Mason, do you have a secret stash of money?"

"...Yes."

"Is it over fifty thousand?"

I closed my eyes. "Yes."

She turned to the next page, staring intently at me.

"Mason, tell me, are you cheating on me?"

1.

My name is Mason Carlos, thirty-two years old, an ordinary employee at a mid-sized company.