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

I said, “was never actually the goal.”

I walked to the elevator.

Patricia was already there.

The doors opened. I stepped in.

As they closed, I had one last view of the corridor. Derek’s jaw tight. Linda’s hand on his arm. Gary Felts speaking quietly to both of them.

The gray fluorescent light making everyone look a little less than they’d imagined themselves continue reading …