My Wife Walked Out on Me and Our Four-Year-Old Son After We Moved to a Small Town – Two Years Later, I Saw Her Again at a Grocery Store

“You dragged me here,” she said a week after the move, standing barefoot in the middle of our new kitchen.

The boxes were still taped shut around her. “There’s nothing here for me, Brian. I don’t know anyone.

The grocery store closes at 8. I mean, who lives like this?”

I wanted to fight her on it, tell her it wasn’t forever, but I just nodded. I understood because I hated it too.

But I kept it inside because someone had to keep things steady.

Lucy had always been the free-spirited one, the creative one. I used to love that about her. After marrying, she stopped working, saying she wanted to be a stay-at-home mom.

Six months later, she packed a bag and left.

She said she felt “stuck,” so she left.

But it wasn’t just me she walked out on. She also abandoned little William.

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