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Not to worry… Those words repeated in my thoughts like a toxic mantra. Worry about what?
Mike stared at me with fear in his eyes.
“She said we’d go on a trip soon. Me, her, and Daddy.” Simon frowned. “You will have to work, Mommy, that’s what she said.”
“A trip?” It was getting harder to keep a smile on my face and a light tone of voice, but I was determined not to blow up in front of Simon.
Simon nodded.
That’s when my husband finally spoke.
I nodded.
We walked to the kitchen. The moment the door shut, I turned to face him.
“Start talking, Mike. Who’s this ‘other mom’ and why is she giving our son expensive gifts?”
“It’s… Megan.”
“So, you’re not having an affair with her?
Because that’s what this sounds like.”
“I know, but it’s not! I just… oh, God. I’ve been such a fool.”
Mike rubbed his hands together, the way he does when he’s nervous.
“Real friendly.” I crossed my arms.
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