I Saw My Husband With Another Woman in Denver. I Smiled and Complimented His “Friend.”

started having so many ‘business trips’ to Denver.”

I turned my attention fully to the woman, studying her face, the genuine distress there, the shock. Whatever else she was, she wasn’t complicit. She hadn’t known. That much was clear. “What’s your name?”

She looked like she might cry or flee or both. “Victoria.”

“Victoria,” I repeated, testing the name,continue reading …