He always flirted with me. I don’t want to be away from you, please don’t divorce me. My curiosity got the best of me and I quietly entered the house and heard what sounded like my wife’s voice. Joan got up and ran to the kitchen sink and threw up. I pushed her away and went directly to the kitchen and sat down. Now I had an envelope of fake information and a recorder to get factual information. Just as I suspected, both men exited the house a few minutes later, got into the car in the driveway and drove off. At 6 pm, I returned home as usual and was greeted by Joan as I entered. Susie seemed to be her only friend, but they seldom saw each other since the divorce. After an hour and me glaring at her, Joan got on the phone and called her girlfriend, Susie, and asked for a place to stay until she could find an apartment.
