At My Daughter’s Wedding, My Husband Gave His Mistress My Seat and Told Me to Sit in the Back—Then the Groom’s Father Walked Past Him and Said, “Laura, I’ve Finally Found You”
If Gertrude called, I went.
If Tristan forgot something, I fixed it.
If Penelope worried, I absorbed it.
Charles taught me something by accident.
The kindness I gave him thirty years earlier had no strings.
One moment.
Then I left.
It did not require thirty years of service.