That’s when another idea occurred to me. I decided I’d go, but I wouldn’t tell my husband. I’d wait until he left, and then follow in my car.
On Saturday morning, he said as usual:
“See you tonight, my love. I’ll be back tomorrow.”
“Okay,” I answered automatically, but silently added something completely different: “No, my love. We’ll see each other tonight.”
My husband’s hometown was small. Everyone knew each other there, and hiding anything was nearly impossible. I pulled up to my mother-in-law’s house and sat in the car. When I saw what was happening through the window, I was truly terrified. 😲😱
How could they do such a thing? 😱😲
