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

running with a window open again?”

“I did not,” I said. “I haven’t touched the thermostat since April.”

“Maybe it’s the fridge. Old fridges eat power.”

“The fridge is younger than you are, honey.”

She laughed.

I didn’t.

After we hung up, I stood at the kitchen window looking across the low fence toward my neighbor Monica’s house.

Monica was in her thirties,continue reading …