12. WHO ARE YOU GONNA BELIEVE, ME OR YOUR OWN EYES?
Go to the gym, no headphones! That’s cool, house is five minutes away. Pull up in front of my house and see work buddie’s car out front.
Walk in the house through an open garage. Son coloring at the kitchen table. Ask him, “Hey bud, where’s your mom?” He points at the stairs.
Walk to the stairs to hear moans and movement. Up to this point I had suspected the worst but never had proof. Knew I had to go look and catch her or she would say I was overreacting and tell me it wasn’t what I thought. Walk upstairs and hear them in the spare bedroom.
Walk in the room and say “well this is awkward.” They freak out and try to grab clothes and tell me nothing is happening. I walk out to my car and have ex-buddy chase me out and tell me to hit him.
I go to my command (I’m in the Armed Forces) the next day. Report him and have the command force him to call his wife that day and let her know. I am now divorced and much happier!