My wife left me and our seven children for a luxurious life with my wealthy best friend. I never tried to get even, not even when she reappeared ten years later. But when she screamed at our youngest daughter for confronting her, I realized I could no longer remain silent.

“Maybe you should ask why I needed someone else.”

“Daniel, buddy…” Rob began.

“Don’t call me buddy.”

Vanessa crossed her arms. “I deserved a better life, Daniel. Rob understands what I want.

“What about our seven children? Sophie just turned two!”

“I’m tired of changing diapers while you barely pay the bills!”

I learned she’d already vacationed with Rob in the Maldives, claiming she was visiting her sister.

“So you’re leaving?”

“Yes.”

“And the kids?”