At Our Daughter’s Baptism Party, My Husband Pushed…

I spooned the chowder into my mouth, looking him straight in the eye and nodding sympathetically. The food was tasteless, but I forced myself to swallow to provide enough nutrients for the baby inside me.

The next morning, taking advantage of some time off, I visited the office of a lawyer, Miss Davis. She specialized in divorce and asset division.

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