It started with the discovery of a single intimate and loving email from my father to another woman,carelessly left open on our home computer
“I need to talk to you,” the text message read. “Are you free?”As it happened, or I was de-robed and just approximately the catch into the shower. It was my seven-year wedding anniversary and I was already running late for a celebratory date with my husband. A text from my younger brother could wait,I thought. But something approximately his tone niggled me.
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Source: theguardian.com