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She Left Me After 30 Years… For Her High School Lover | | True Story
Aug 11, 2025
#redditrelationship #aita #redditstories She Left Me After 30 Years… For Her High School Lover | | True Story What would you do if the love of your life suddenly decided to chase a romance from high school—decades later? In this emotional and raw short story, Thomas Marsh recounts the painful unraveling of his 30-year marriage to Katie—his wife, the mother of his daughter, and the woman who still held a flame for someone she once knew. As Greg, the long-lost "hero" returns, secrets unfold, hearts are shattered, and Thomas is left to redefine his future. This is not just a story of betrayal—it's a journey of resilience, rediscovery, and rebirth. 💬 Leave a comment: Who do you think was in the wrong? Could this marriage have been saved? 🔔 Subscribe for more gripping short stories about love, life, and the unexpected turns we all face.
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The typical high school romance lasts
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about 3 weeks, but Katie Thomas and Greg
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Hollander were different. They met as a
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freshman and sophomore, and for 40
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years, their story was a whispered
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legend.
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For 30 of those years, I, Thomas Marsh,
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was married to Katie. And for 30 years,
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I was content.
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We had a daughter, Joan, a home, and a
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life built on a solid, if predictable,
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foundation.
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What I didn't know then was that Greg
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was the ghost in our house. Katie often
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told me how Greg, a year her senior, had
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promised to make a fortune on an Alaskan
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pipeline job so he could come back and
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marry her. But the letters stopped
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coming. Greg had found the nomadic
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pipeline life fulfilling. Convinced his
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Kathy was waiting for him. But life
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moves on. Katie went to college, got her
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degree, and at a party at 24, she met
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me. I was 29, steady, and I fell for her
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instantly. 2 days before our wedding, a
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letter arrived. Greg, the prodigal son,
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was back. Katie's mother, a woman with a
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sharp mind and an even sharper tongue,
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told her to throw the letter away, to
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not waste her life on that crap.
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After a tearful night, Katie became my
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wife, Mrs. Katie Marsh. We were on our
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honeymoon when Greg, in his despair,
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joined the Marines.
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I thought the ghost was gone, but he was
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a persistent ghost. A few years into our
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marriage, Greg began texting Katie. She
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became defensive when I questioned it.
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"He's just an old friend," she'd say.
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"Sleing and in the Marines. He needs
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support." "I knew she was writing back,
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and it was a sore spot until the day we
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heard he'd married someone at his post."
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Communication stopped, and for 3 years,
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there was peace. Our daughter Joan was
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born and we focused on building a life
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for her. Then one day another letter
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arrived. I noticed our stamp consumption
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increased.
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He was back. This time Katie didn't hide
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it. She'd share tidbits. Greg had
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divorced his wife, remarried, and
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divorced again. He was a highly
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decorated Marine, a hero. I listened
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with half an ear as she spoke of her
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former Marine with a pride that should
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have been mine. My solace was in the
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hope he'd retire somewhere far away. He
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didn't. One Thursday evening, I came
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home to find Katie dressed impeccably.
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Dinner, she said. I knew that look. For
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30 years, I'd learned to read the signs.
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Whenever Katie had something upsetting
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to tell me, she would choose a public
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place, knowing I would never cause a
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scene. I had a sense of dread, and it
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was confirmed over the main course.
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Tom, she said, her voice barely a
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whisper. I think you should know that
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Greg is back. My stomach turned. Back
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from what? A trip? I asked, my voice
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strained. No, Tom. He was discharged
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from the Marines. He bought a house two
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streets away from us? My mind raced. And
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he's with his wife, his third. No, she
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said, her eyes downcast. He's divorced
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again. He lost part of his pension.
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Crap, I muttered louder than I intended.
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People at a nearby table looked at me.
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My anger wasn't about his pension. It
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was about his proximity, his presence. I
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felt the need to press her. You haven't
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met him, have you? The look on her face
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was all the answer I needed. I didn't
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even have to ask when. Yesterday, she
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said quietly. He stopped by to tell me
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that we're neighbors.
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My heart hammered against my ribs. Did
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you sleep with him, Katie?
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Her expression was a confession. I did,
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Tom, but it's not what you think.
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I leaned in, my voice a low growl.
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I believe that my faithful wife slept
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with someone other than her husband. Now
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explain to me why that isn't what I
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think it is. He needed me, Tom. He's
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struggling with anxiety from his
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divorce. I still love him. I love you,
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too. But he needs me more than you do.
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The words hit me like a physical blow.
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The public restaurant was not the place
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for this to unravel. I signaled the
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waiter for the bill. In the car heading
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home, she was crying. "I'm sorry, Tom,"
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she sobbed. "I can't bear to lose him or
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you." I stared at the road ahead, a cold
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silence settling over me. "What then,
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Katie? Do we take turns? He gets you for
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New Year's and I get you for Christmas."
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She stopped crying, a strange look on
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her face. How about a break, Tom? Just
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for a year. You did it when you went for
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your master's degree. I just need a year
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to sort things out. I missed my last
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year of high school with him. I need to
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get that year back. I felt a surge of
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sadness, hurt, and rage. I wanted to
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grab her to shake the delusion from her.
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But instead, I just said, "All right,
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Katie. If this is what you really want,
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then you can have it. But understand
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this, I don't want to see or hear from
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you in any capacity for the entire year.
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And in a year, you may have no one to
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come back to. She thanked me, kissed my
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cheek, and promised I wouldn't regret
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it. That night, she wanted to be close,
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but the thought of her with him made me
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nauseous. I grabbed a pillow and went to
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the guest room. The next morning, I woke
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up hoping it was a bad dream. It wasn't.
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Katie was in the kitchen, giddy with
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excitement, a thick black circle around
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the date on the calendar. June 6th. I
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called Greg this morning, she said,
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smiling. He'll pick me up in an hour.
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When I return in a year, I'll be solely
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yours again. My heart sank. I knew I
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couldn't stop her. She was determined to
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relive a past that existed only in her
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memory. Don't do this, Katie, I pleaded.
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Don't risk everything we have. Trust me,
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Tom, she said, her voice firm. I know
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what I'm doing. She packed her three
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large suitcases. But I refuse to help
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her.
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If you're determined to destroy 30 years
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of marriage, you and that idiot can
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carry your own bags. He's not an idiot,
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she shot back. He's a hero. He's done
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more for this country than you ever
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have.
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Yes, I muttered. He got medals while I
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spent 5 days a week working to provide
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for you and our daughter.
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I watched from the front door as she
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embraced him passionately in the
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driveway.
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2 minutes later, my driveway was empty,
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a void mirroring the one in my heart. I
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called in sick to work and went straight
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to the hardware store to buy new locks.
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As I replaced them, the physical labor
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kept my mind busy. But once I was
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finished, the sadness returned, crashing
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over me like a wave. I turned off the
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home phone and started drinking. The
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pain was too much. I drank until Sunday
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morning when I was too exhausted to
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continue. My daughter Joan found me in a
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haze of sorrow. She helped me get some
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coffee and food in me and I told her
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everything. "Dad, let me clarify," she
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said, her voice shaking. "Mom is taking
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a year-long break from our marriage to
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be with her high school boyfriend." I
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nodded. "I can't believe it. This sounds
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like some kind of mental disorder. I
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honestly don't know, Joanie, I said.
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Tomorrow I'm going to see a lawyer. 3
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weeks passed and I was adapting to
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solitude.
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The house was quieter and while I missed
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the companionship, I felt a weight
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lifted. Then one Saturday in mid July, I
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was at an upscale tavern when I saw
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them. Greg, muscular and in control, and
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Katie holding his hand, looking at him
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with the kind of adoration she used to
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reserve for me. She saw me at the bar
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and came over, her smile timid. "Hello,
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Tom. How are you?" "As good as one can
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be when their spouse of 30 years leaves
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them for some pervert," I said, a
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sarcastic smile on my face. "What can I
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do for you?" "I need to get into the
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house," she said. I left some personal
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items, but my key didn't work. Well,
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Katie, I said, my voice friendly but
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cold. You shouldn't be surprised that
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your key doesn't work in my house since
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you don't live there anymore. Tears
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welled up in her eyes and she turned and
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walked away. 2 minutes later, a rough
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hand was on my shoulder. Greg spun me
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around. Hey, idiot. You made my woman
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cry. I don't like it. I felt my heart
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pounding, but I stood my ground.
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That's my wife, not your woman. You
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stole her, so you have no say in our
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affairs. I could see the anger in his
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eyes. You have two options. One, you hit
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me and spend time in prison. Two, you
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get out of my sight and sit your foolish
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self down. A manager intervened just
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then, and Greg, his face flushed with
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rage, backed down. He returned to Katie,
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and 5 minutes later, they left. I went
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home that night and found a box of old
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letters from Greg to Katie. Letters that
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made it clear this affair had been in
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the works for years.
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One dated 5 years ago read, "It's
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comforting to know you still miss me.
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When I return, we will be together.
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You will have to find a way to rid
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yourself of your weak husband." My life
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had become simpler without her, but that
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simplicity came at a price. I didn't
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hear from Katie again until my birthday
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on September 1st. I came home to find a
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covered dish on the porch, my favorite
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stew, and a birthday card. Inside, she
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had written, "I know we're not supposed
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to communicate, but I couldn't ignore
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your birthday. I dream about us every
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night. I know that by the end of this
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year, I will be yours and he will be
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gone. Please never stop loving me or
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abandon us." That night, my daughter
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Joan called. Her baby was due in 3
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weeks. "Dad," she said tentatively. "I
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had dinner with mom and Greg. Mom wants
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to be there for the birth, and she wants
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Greg to come with her." My anger flared.
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"First, you're having dinner with them.
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Now, you're defending him. I don't know
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what he's up to, but he's slowly tearing
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my family away from me." "Dad, I'm so
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sorry. I didn't mean it like that."
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"It's okay," I said coldly. "Forget
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about it." It was then I knew I had to
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fight back. I began liquidating my
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assets. I bought a stun weapon. I booked
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a trip to Vegas. I started searching for
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companionship online. I would not be the
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passive victim in this story anymore. I
10:54
was at work when I got the call from
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Frank, my son-in-law.
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You're a grandfather, he yelled with
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joy. I rushed to the hospital. Inside
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Joan's room, I heard Katie's voice.
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I won't lose your father, Joan. His love
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for me is too strong. What I have with
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Greg is incredible, but your father will
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always be there for me. Joan's voice was
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firm. Dad might be dull and predictable
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and not in the same league as Greg, but
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dad is a steady presence. All ships sail
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eventually, Mom. Dad won't abandon you
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if you do everything right. I walked
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into the room, a forced smile on my
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face. Congratulations on your new son,"
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I said, embracing Joan and pointedly
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ignoring Katie. "We named him Thomas,"
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Joan said, her face beaming. "After you,
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Dad?" I looked at her, my eyes welling
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up with tears. "Joan," I said. "Your mom
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and I probably won't reconcile." "No,
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Dad. I don't believe that. I now realize
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I was never enough for her," I said, a
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sad smile on my face. I'll be starting
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divorce proceedings soon. I told her not
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to say anything to her mother. I found
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my grandson in the nursery, a tiny,
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beautiful thing. Frank, my son-in-law,
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came over and handed me a cigar.
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Smoke to celebrate, Dad. I thanked him
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and looked at my wife and her lover
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holding hands like teenagers.
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I'll come back tomorrow, I said to
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Frank, when the air is fresher. He
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smiled. I understand, Dad. I don't blame
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you. My trip to Vegas was a turning
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point. I met a woman named Miranda, a
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highclass escort. She was pricey, but
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she made me feel more alive than I had
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in years. She listened to my story, and
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as the night ended, she said, "Tom, your
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wife has no clue what she's letting go
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of. Don't let her foolishness change who
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you are. Miranda and my trip helped me
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realize my life wasn't over. I had a new
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grandson, a new beginning, and a new
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understanding of what I was worth.
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