Seven Years of Lies My Wife's Secret Child With Another Man

Three years into our marriage, Edna Swanson had sent me to the police station ten times. I'd sent her to the hospital eleven.

Because every time I beat up her first love, she called the cops.

And every time I got out, we'd fight until one of us ended up in the ER.

Then came the business trip to Dubai. She shielded me from shrapnel. I shielded her from a collapsing beam.

From two hospital beds, our hands found each other across the aisle and held on tight.

"No more fighting, baby."

"I'll send him away."

"Let's just live a good life together. Please."