No More Hurt For Him: Looking for a Better Life

In the seventh year of our marriage, my husband, Irvin McDowell, gave me a cute orange cat.

Just as I woke up from the anesthesia, I called him calmly and asked for a divorce.

The next day, his mistress, Amelia, knocked on my door, crying and apologizing, "Mrs. McDowell, I'm sorry. Mr. McDowell said you just lost the baby. I thought having a pet would make you happy."

I silently watched her performance as Irvin comforted her, saying to me, "You're angry with me, don't take it out on Amelia."

After that, they left hand in hand.