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“What’s
wrong?” he asked. “I mean, I’m sorry, Julia, I know this is a shock. But just-
I’m just not happy.”
    “Then tell me,” I said. “Tell me you’re not happy and we’ll
fix whatever is broken. I know there are some things we can work on. Please, for
the kids. Remember how happy we were? We can get there again, I know we can.” I
could feel the tears about to spill down my cheeks and I ducked my head down,
embarrassed.
    “It’s not going to happen like that,” said Bradley. “I’ll-
look, I’ll give you whatever you want. We can do this amicably. I’ve been
thinking about our separation- you can keep the house, okay? I’ll get an
apartment in the city at first. You’ll have to go back to work eventually but
I’ll give you some money to help out so the kids don’t have to go without. I’m
trying not to be a jerk about this, honestly, Julia. I just- I just don’t want
to live a lie anymore. And I’m in love with someone else. I don’t love you the
way I love her. Maybe we were too young, maybe we never had the chance to
really get out there and see what else was out there- I don’t know. But I’m
going to be filing for divorce.”
    My body was shaking. Was this what shock felt like? I
considered throwing a chair at his head, flipping the table over, taking the
wine glass and smashing it on the floor. My hands itched to throw something
(preferably at Bradley), but then I remembered Henry and Olivia asleep
upstairs- waking them by throwing a chair at their father, and having to
explain, and calm them down, when I really just wanted to scream and cry.
    “Fine,” I hissed. “Go to hell, and take her with you.”
    I turned and made a mad dash for the door, grabbing my keys
and purse off the side table as I went. I held my breath until I was safely
buckled up in my minivan, in the garage. I rested my forehead on the steering
wheel for a minute and let out a sob. How could he do this?
    Out of the corner of my eye I could see the door out to the
garage start to open. I wasn’t going to let him catch me like this. I hit the
garage door opened button, turned up the radio as loud as it would go, and
peeled out of the driveway as fast as I could. There was only one place I knew
I could safely go.

Chapter Four
    W hen I showed up on her doorstep in tears, Megan
didn’t understand at first.
    “What?” she asked dumbfounded. “He said what to you? No. Are
you sure?”
    “He was pretty fucking clear,” was all I could say, as I
pushed past her inside.
    Megan followed me down the hall to her living room. “But-
but- you guys have been together for ages!”
    “You don’t need to tell me that,” I said. I threw
myself down on her couch and buried my head in my hands.
    “Hang on,” said Megan. “I’m getting provisions.” She went in
to the kitchen and I could hear her slamming cupboard door, moving things
around, and the ping of her phone as she received texts. I didn’t even care who
she told at that moment. All I could think about was that my life was over. My
happy family- shattered. Everything I thought I knew about my husband was a
lie. He wasn’t who I had married. Maybe we had been too young when we’d first
married, but we had been so in love! It had been bliss for the first few years.
Maybe he had changed. Or maybe I had. Maybe we both had. Maybe-
    “I hope you don’t mind, I asked Courtney and Becca to come
over,” said Megan. She set down a bottle of wine and two glasses on the coffee
table. “I don’t have any ice cream in the freezer and this is the only bottle I
have on hand so they’re going to pick more up on their way over.”
    “I don’t need that,” I protested weakly.
    “Shut up, yes you do,” said Megan. She poured wine into one
of the glasses, filling it almost all the way up. I gave a little yelp and made
a ‘that’s enough’ motion, but it was almost completely full when she handed it
to me. “Drink up.”
    Numbly, I accepted the glass and leaned