He Read His Mistress’s Love Letter at My Dinner Table. Then I Asked Him to Read the Bank Transfers.

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“I asked three questions.”

“You see?”

He looked around the table, searching for agreement.

No one offered it.

Lila placed her hand over his.

“Tell her the rest.”

Daniel glanced at her.

She nodded toward the fireplace.

“Read it.”

For the first time that evening, he looked uncertain.

Margaret’s voice cracked.

“Read what?”

Lila reached into her evening bag and removed continue reading …