At 2:00 a.m., My Husband Thought I Was Asleep While He Emptied Our Safe to Run Off With His Mistress. Before Leaving, He Kissed Me and Whispered, “Poor Audrey. You Never Saw This Coming.” Hours Later He Sent a Photo From the Airport. I Replied With Four Words That Made Him Call Me Immediately.
A second charger in the nightstand.
A restaurant receipt used as a bookmark.
A scarf in the hall closet that was not mine and was not a guest’s.
I placed each item in a box for Margaret.
I did not build a museum of betrayal in the bedroom.
Evidence belongs in a file.
A house has to remain a house.
On the tenth night I slept six hours.