My Husband Left Me For My Best Friend, Then Tried …

think of you often. I hope you’re well.”

There was no return address, as though she’d anticipated I wouldn’t write back.

I put the card in the recycling bin.

I didn’t hate either of them.

That was the most unexpected outcome of everything.

I had moved through anger and grief and the cold purposefulness of those November weeks. And what I’d arrived at on continue reading …