The terrible husband.

Her husband is terrible. 

Well, my husband thinks so.

I didn't think so.

Sure, he had a head full of thoughts spinning like bees.

This afternoon in my car

Under the trees

In my car

I was

Fully triggered

In full nightmare flash-back mode.

A park.

Not 'The' park.

Park enough.

Waiting for my friend, who has the same name as 'the other woman'

I looked at my phone

Her 'Terrible' husband had left a trail through Messenger that I had not picked up...because I didn't have Messenger on my phone until today.

And thus I learned that she hasn't gone back to work.

None of my business.

Nevertheless I'm so glad...


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