He was living in his car. I never thought I’d be bonded for life to my husband’s other wife. But Stephanie and I?
We’re friends now. We meet for coffee every Sunday. We even went on a girls’ trip to Cancún last summer, paid for with the money we got from selling Brian’s precious collectibles.
As for Brian? Well, karma did the rest of the work. And I sleep great at night knowing that.
Source: amomama
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