When My Husband Pocket-Dialed Me

for my pregnant best friend, I finally understood what she meant.

Lydia asked, “Are you sure Thomas won’t suspect anything?”

Mark scoffed.

“Thomas is getting old. After the heart attack, he got sentimental. He thinks I’m the son he never had. He’ll sign anything if I tell him it protects Audrey.”

My father, Thomas Whitaker, was not getting old.

He was sixty-eight,continue reading …