He Handed Me Divorce Papers While I Held Our Newborns

softly, “Yes.”

Her face did the thing then. The pretty calm shell cracked and something mean came through.

“You think you’re special because of a uniform?” she snapped at me. “He was miserable with you. Everybody knew it. You were cold. You were never around. You always had some excuse.”

That part, stupidly, hurt more than the affair.

Because she’d taken continue reading …