I was putting my 5-year-old son to bed when he pointed under it and whispered “Why does auntie crawl out from here every time you go on a business trip?” I immediately did one thing. The next day, three ambulances arrived…I was putting my 5-year-old son to bed when he pointed under it and whispered “Why does auntie crawl out from here every time you go on a business trip?” I immediately did one thing. The next day, three ambulances arrived…
“Yeah. Daddy always says not to tell you because it’s a surprise.”
A surprise.
A cold feeling spread through my chest.
For months Eric had been acting strangely—working late, keeping his phone locked, and suddenly going on frequent “business trips.” I had suspected an affair.
But this felt different.
I bent down and lifted the bed skirt.continue reading …