My Husband Came Home From His “Prize Cruise” With Another Woman—Then the Man Behind Him Handed Over Papers About My Forged Mortgage Signature
“Then why are you packing?”
“Maybe I go, come back rested, and then we deal with everything.”
“You want to leave me here so you can come back rested?”
“I’m trying to think clearly.”
He spoke as though being needed had made him unable to think.
As though leaving would be a responsible way to become useful.
“I’ll call,” he said.
“I’ll check in.