I spent my days repairing damaged furniture, convinced that nearly everything could be restored.
Eventually, I discovered otherwise.
Ten years earlier, a canceled appointment sent me home unexpectedly.
Hearing voices upstairs, I went to our bedroom and discovered Vanessa with Rob.
“Daniel!” Rob jumped backward.
Vanessa hardly reacted.
“How long?” I demanded.
“Don’t make a scene.”
“With my best friend? In our bedroom?”
“Maybe you should ask why I needed someone else.”
“Daniel, buddy…” Rob began.
“Don’t call me buddy.”
Vanessa crossed her arms. “I deserved a better life, Daniel. Rob understands what I want.
“What about our seven children? Sophie just turned two!”
“I’m tired of changing diapers while you barely pay the bills!”
I learned she’d already vacationed with Rob in the Maldives, claiming she was visiting her sister.
“So you’re leaving?”
“Yes.”
“And the kids?”
“You’ll manage.”
While she packed her belongings, I made one final attempt.
