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Aug 7, 2025
#redditrelationship #aita #redditstories My Wife Left Me for My Brother… Then I Took Everything Back | True Story A call from my wife changed everything. In a single day, I lost my marriage, my brother, and almost my business — but I also found something stronger: truth, revenge, and the will to survive. This is the real story of betrayal, a family torn apart by secrets, and how one man refused to be broken. 🎧 Listen to the full tale of deception, corporate sabotage, and ultimate redemption. ✅ Like, Comment & Subscribe for more real-life drama stories. #Betrayal #DivorceStory #FamilyDrama #TrueStory #Revenge #Infidelity #Redemption #LifeAfterDivorce
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The phone call from my wife, Beth, came
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that Friday morning like a siren's
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whale, a shrill, jarring sound that cut
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through the ordered rhythm of my life.
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Her voice was thin, a wire stretched
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taut with panic. "I need you to come
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home, James," she said, and then the
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line went dead. A knot of dread
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tightened in my gut. Beth, a
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stay-at-home mom, a woman whose life
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revolved around the quiet domesticity of
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our home, never called me at work. Not
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unless it was an emergency. My mind
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raced through a litany of possibilities,
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each one more horrifying than the last.
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Had something happened to one of our
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daughters, a sports injury.
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They were both fiercely athletic,
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beautiful, and vibrant young women, and
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the thought of either of them in pain
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was a physical blow. I ran the
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commercial side of Parish Electrical,
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the largest electrical company in the
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state. The business, a legacy my father
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had left to my brother John and me, was
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my pride and joy. We had, with a lot of
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sweat and blood, transformed it into a
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powerhouse, tripling our volume year
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after year for the past 6 years. Last
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year, we had netted $5 million for the
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first time in the company's 50-year
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history. My mother, still the majority
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shareholder with 52%, had entrusted me
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with her personal investments, which I
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had aggressively managed, yielding great
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results.
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John, my older brother, was the
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president, and we each owned 24%.
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He handled the residential side, a
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necessary but less lucrative part of the
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business, and I handled the commercial
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side, the real money maker.
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We were a team, a welloiled machine, and
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our success was a testament to our
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partnership. Or so I thought. I drove
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home in a blur, the familiar streets a
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hazy smear of color. I pulled into the
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driveway, the tires of my car kicking up
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a spray of gravel, and stopped dead.
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There on the lawn were movers. They were
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carrying our life piece by piece out of
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the house. Beth stood by her new car, a
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sleek, expensive model I had bought her
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for her birthday. Her face was a mask of
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cold detachment. Her eyes, once a
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memerizing blue I could get lost in,
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were now flat and lifeless.
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"I'm leaving," she said, her voice
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devoid of emotion. "For good." She
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handed me a stack of papers, her fingers
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brushing mine with a shocking
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indifference. "Divorce papers. The
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grounds were emotional and mental
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cruelty. I was stunned. We had been
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married for 17 years. We had built a
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life together, raised two daughters, and
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now it was over. Just like that, she
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told me she had fallen out of love and
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was with someone else. Our daughters,
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she said, had already moved without my
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knowledge. She got into her car and
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drove away, leaving me standing in the
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wreckage of my life. A cold, empty
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house, and a stack of papers that
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promised to destroy everything I held
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dear. I felt a cold rage course through
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me. I asked the movers for the delivery
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address, and when they told me, my world
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tilted on its axis. The address was
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familiar. Too familiar.
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I tipped the driver, asked him to lock
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up, and drove to the address. What I saw
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there was a fresh stab of betrayal, a
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wound that would never heal.
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Beth, my wife of 17 years, had left me
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for my brother John. The betrayal was a
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physical pain, a weight in my chest that
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made it hard to breathe.
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Beth and I, along with her brother, had
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been inseparable as kids. We had drifted
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apart as we grew older, but her brother
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remained a good friend, a man of strong
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morals and principles, a reflection of
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his upbringing.
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John and I, on the other hand, were a
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study in contrasts.
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While I spent my spare time learning the
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business, getting my electrical license
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and a business management degree, he was
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learning the business from the inside
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out, picking up bad habits along the
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way. My father had once said I was the
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brain, John was the brawn, and both were
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essential for our success. Now I saw the
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truth. John was the brawn, and he had
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used his strength to steal my wife and
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children. I drove to the office, the
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rage, a roaring fire in my veins. I
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burst into John's office, ignoring his
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startled receptionist, Mary. He was on a
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serious personal call, his door locked,
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but I kicked it open anyway. He looked
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up, his face a mixture of surprise and
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guilt, and quickly ended the call. "Get
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this business appraised," I said, my
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voice low and shaking with anger. You're
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buying me out. By the time my divorce is
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final, I want nothing to do with you or
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this company.
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Mary, who had never heard me raise my
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voice, looked horrified. John, however,
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was just confused.
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What's this about, James? He asked. The
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movers gave me Beth's new address, I
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said, the words a bitter taste in my
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mouth. I saw our daughter's there. She's
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moving in with the man she loves. She
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handed me divorce papers.
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John's face went pale. He had been
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bragging about his new love for months
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at family dinners. He thought he was so
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clever. He thought I was so stupid. "How
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long?" I demanded. "How long have you
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two been lovers?" He went even paler,
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speechless.
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I picked up his desk phone, called our
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mother, and put the phone on speaker.
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"Mom, I have bad news. Today is my last
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day. I'm resigning. John needs to buy
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out my shares." "What?" she said, her
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voice filled with shock. You love that
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business, James. What happened? Ask
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John, I said, the words a final
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devastating blow. He's not in his office
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because his secret lover is moving in
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today. They're getting married after her
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divorce. You might want to visit and
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meet her. I hung up, leaving Jon to
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stare at me, his face a mask of rage and
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fear. I looked at Mary and Joanne, our
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executive assistants, two wonderful
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women who had supported us for years.
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I'm leaving, I said, the words of quiet
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promise. And I'm taking nothing that
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belongs to this company. Mary, Joanne,
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please witness this. The next few days
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were a blur of calculated revenge and
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quiet grief.
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I listed the house for sale, giving the
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real estate agent Beth's cell phone
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number for her to sign the papers.
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I read the divorce papers again, my rage
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simmering at her demands for primary
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custody and my supervised visits.
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She was going for my throat, all because
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of our differing views on parenting.
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I poured myself a stiff drink, the first
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of many, and tried to find a
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distraction.
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But there was no distraction. There was
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only the gnawing pain of betrayal and
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the cold, empty house that was once my
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home. I woke up on the sofa with a
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terrible hangover and a resolve as hard
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as steel. My sister Connie, a woman of
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fierce intelligence and loyalty, showed
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up that afternoon. She had heard the
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news from our mother who was devastated.
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We talked for hours, and I handed her
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the last 5 years of our financial
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records. "Your husband will need these,"
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I said. John has left me no choice. He
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has to be written out of our lives. I
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then called Beth's father.
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Beth moved out on Friday, I said, my
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voice flat.
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She moved in with my brother. They've
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been in a relationship for 2 to 5 years,
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depending on who you ask. She's trying
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to take the kids completely from me.
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She's asking for 1 hour a month of
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supervised visits. Why? He asked, his
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voice filled with a quiet horror. She
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probably doubts I'm their biological
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father, I said. The words of final cruel
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truth. My lawyer will request DNA tests.
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The next day, my friend David, a police
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officer, came over. He had read the
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divorce petition and understood the
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gravity of the situation. He told me the
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judge, Donald Macdonald, was strict and
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would prioritize the children's needs.
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He told me that my request for paternity
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tests was justified.
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As we were talking, John's truck pulled
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into my driveway. He was drunk, angry,
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and spoiling for a fight.
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Where's my stupid brother? He yelled. I
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need to straighten him out. David
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stepped out, a calm, commanding
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presence. He told Jon to go home and
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cool down. Jon cursed at him, a torrent
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of drunken rage. David then pulled out
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his badge and revealed to Jon that he
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was recording the conversation.
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"So, when did the affair start, John?"
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David asked. "5 years ago," Jon
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sputtered, his face white with fear.
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"Interesting," David said. Because Beth
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told your mother yesterday it was 2
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years ago. I have to wonder what the
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truth is since both of you are making
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the other look like a liar.
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John was stunned into silence. David
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waited until he drove away then came
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back inside.
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You need to be packed to leave right
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after your lawyer appointment. He said
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will see it as a victory and he'll do
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anything. He's hotheaded and reacts
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without thinking. I went to my lawyer's
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office. a formidable woman who believed
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my brothers and wife's stupidity had put
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me in the driver's seat. I canceled all
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of Beth's cards and removed her from all
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bank accounts. I gave the real estate
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agent the new house key and access code.
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Then I hit the road with no particular
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destination.
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I pulled into a rest area to collect my
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thoughts. A state trooper, a kind-faced
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man who saw the despair in my eyes,
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approached me. We talked for a while and
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then my phone rang. It was Joanne, my
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old assistant. She was calling to tell
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me that my sister Connie had been
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appointed the new CEO of Parish
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Electrical and that John had been
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demoted. He had cursed and blamed me for
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everything and had quit just like I had.
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So, my brother is unemployed like me, I
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said to the officer, a small grim smile
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on my face. That must hurt his pride.
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The officer smiled back. I then got a
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call from Connie. She told me she had
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arranged for financing for me to buy
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Jon's shares. "I'll return," I said.
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"But tell Joanne to order new office
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furniture and repaint the offices. If
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she gets it right, I'll give her a 10%
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raise."
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"I was on my way back to town when
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Beth's father called me." "James, my
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granddaughters have been calling from an
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unknown number," he said, his voice
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filled with worry. They're scared to be
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near him. My heart sank. He has illegal
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videos on his home computer, I said. The
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truth a cold, hard stone in my mouth.
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The girls found them. Call Joe, the cop
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I told you about. He'll handle it. Later
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at my mother's house, the police
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arrived. David, the officer I had spoken
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to earlier, informed me that Beth had
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filed a kidnapping complaint against me,
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but I had an alibi.
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I was with another officer when my
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daughters disappeared.
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Beth's face went white. She knew she was
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caught. "Was my brother your date that
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night? I gave you a ride home?" I asked
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her, my voice a quiet whisper.
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Her expression was all the confirmation
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I needed. "My mother, a woman of fierce
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principles, told Beth to run. "If I see
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her again, I'll use one of my husband's
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rifles," she said. I laughed. My mother
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meant it. I called Beth's father and
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asked if he would bring my
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granddaughters and their mother to my
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mother's house for dinner. We
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celebrated, a mix of relief and quiet
12:00
joy. My daughters would be staying with
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me and my mother was thrilled to have
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them. The next day, I went back to the
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office. The employees lined up clapping.
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My sister, the new CEO, was already in
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charge, and John's demotion was a public
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announcement. The phones were ringing
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with new business opportunities.
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Apparently, John had been costing us a
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lot of business over the years. I went
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home to pick up the rest of my clothes,
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and that's when he attacked me. He came
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at me from behind, a wild, drunken fury
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in his eyes.
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I grabbed a tire iron, the cold metal of
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familiar weight in my hand, and hit his
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leg. He fell, a yelp of pain escaping
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his lips. A neighbor called the police,
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and John was arrested for aggravated
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assault.
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I collapsed. The pain in my chest, a
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sharp burning agony. I woke up in the
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hospital, cracked ribs, internal
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bleeding, and a body covered in bruises.
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My daughters and my mother stayed with
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me, their presence a quiet comfort in
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the sterile room.
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What happened to me was because your
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mother and your uncle acted on their
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emotions without thinking, I said, my
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voice.
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People like that lose their ability to
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see things clearly. I'll recover. They
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may not.
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The girls and my mother stayed with me
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until I fell asleep. The pain in my body
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a reminder that I had survived. I had
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lost a wife, a brother, and a part of my
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body. But I had gained a family and a
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sense of self-respect I hadn't had in
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years.
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I was not the victim anymore. I was a
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survivor.