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

calmly, setting my bag down by the door.

“Clara—” His voice cracked.

“I saw you,” I said. “With her. Victoria.”

He closed his eyes like he could make this disappear by not looking at it. “I can explain.”

“Then explain.”

He stood up, ran his hands through his hair—the gesture he always made when he was stressed, when he was searching for the right words.continue reading …