Seconds before boarding my flight, I posted one final announcement: “I’m divorcing my husband, effective today.” At that exact moment, my CEO husband was at the hospital beside his mistress as she gave birth to his child. His call came instantly – Welcome

me through the window.

Apparently, being caught using my electricity hadn’t been her only problem.

A month later, I sat on my porch drinking iced tea while Monica loaded the final boxes into a moving truck.

She never looked toward me.

My garden gnome sat beside the mailbox again.

Exactly where he belonged.

For a moment, I could almost hear my husband’s voice.continue reading …