69. One Car Away
Not me, my mum.
My dad worked overseas in the oil industry when we were young. Standard stuff; 6 weeks on, 2 weeks off. Been doing the gig for years.
Anyway, while he was supposed to be overseas, my mum was driving down the motorway one day, overtook a car, and looked in. It was my Dad and another woman, looking like any normal couple.
She freaks out, puts her foot down, and drives home.
These were pre-mobile days, so there was no way of contacting him, as he was clearly not in the office. He’s due back in a few days, so she waits and has it out with him when he comes home.
World War 3. He bolts.
Cheers Dad.