My Husband Had Been Secretly Seeing My Best Friend…

where Daniel kept his golf bag, his old college boxes, his jumble of charging cables and forgotten electronics.

I found it behind a shoebox of his father’s old baseball cards.

A phone. Not his regular iPhone with the cracked corner that I had been nagging him to replace. A different phone. A Samsung, black, no case, fully charged.

I stood there for a continue reading …