My Husband Left Our Family Vacation to Spend Three Days With the Guys—When He Finally Called, He Was Begging Me to Forgive Him

pulled the suitcases out of the closet and started folding. Darlene rubbed her eyes and watched me from her nest of pillows.

“Little change of plans.”

“Mom,” my daughter asked, her voice small, “are we going home?”

I stopped folding. I looked at her, at my other kids blinking in the morning light, and at the binder still continue reading …