He Said “I Never Loved You” Over Breakfast — By Midnight, His Wife Was Gone With The Secret That Could Destroy Him

photograph to clerks, truckers, waitresses.

“Please,” he said each time. “Have you seen my wife?”

Outside Madison, an old woman behind a diner counter studied the photo.

“What did you do to her?” she asked.

Dante could have lied.

He did not.

“I told her I never loved her.”

The old woman looked at him with disgust.

“Was it true?”

“No.”

“Then why say it?”

He stared continue reading …