My husband missed our grandson’s birthday because of a work emergency, he said. Then I found him holding another woman’s hand. The next day, I followed him and watched him hug a young man I’d never seen before. Then the young man looked straight at me, and I realized he knew exactly who I was.
My husband called an hour before our grandson’s birthday party and said an “emergency at work” meant he wouldn’t be coming.
At least, that’s what he told me.
Dean had been talking about Noah’s birthday for weeks. He’d even picked out the gift himself, a wooden train set he’d spent an embarrassing amount of time researching.
So when he called to cancel, I couldn’t believe it.
“Today? Dean, you’ve been talking about Noah’s birthday for weeks.”
“I know. I can’t get out of it.”
So I went alone.
Noah kept looking toward the door. And every time someone arrived, his little face brightened.
“Grandpa?”
“He’s trying, sweetheart.”
But Dean never showed up.
His unopened gift sat beside the other presents.
By the time the candles were blown out and the last guests started leaving, I’d gone from disappointed to angry.
I said goodbye to Noah and headed home alone.
Traffic slowed near a row of restaurants.
That’s when I noticed a familiar car in the parking lot.
Then I saw the license plate. It was Dean’s.
I stared at it.
What kind of “work emergency” happened over dinner?
I parked and went inside.
And there he was.
My husband of 24 years was sitting at a table in the back with a woman I’d never seen before.
She was crying, and Dean was holding her hand.
In 24 years of marriage, I’d never once had a reason to question my husband.
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