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Friday, truth or tale…

 

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She said, “This isn’t working.” He said, What’s not working?” She said, “Us, our marriage.”

He said, “What are you saying?” She said, “I am tired of looking the other way and pretending all is well.” He said, “What? Looking the other way?” She said, “My ignoring your infidelity.” He said, “Infidelity? That’s crazy!” She said, “No it’s not. I know where you have been all those nights you were ‘working late’ or ‘out with the guys’.”

He said, “Yeah, I was working long late hours making a living so we could live the good life.” She said, “No, you were with other women.” He said, “No way! I love you I wouldn’t do that.” She said, “I have proof. I hired a Private Investigator and he gave me pictures with names and dates and places.”

He said, “Why would you do that? I thought you loved me.” She said, “I did love you but you betrayed my love and now there is no love and you have to leave.”  He said, “Leave?! I’m not leaving this is my house!”

She said, “No, it’s my house. I grew up here and my father left everything to me in a trust.” He said, “Yeah, well, we are married and what’s yours is mine!” She said, ” My father was a brilliant attorney and he took into account that there are men like you who marry women like me. Everything, all the properties, money, investments are mine and any children I may have but there are no provisions for a spouse or partner.”

He said, “You are crazy! Your father was crazy! Your whole family is crazy!” She said, “Maybe, but we are crazy, smart, and very rich. You are just crazy, not smart or rich. Now get out!”

He said, “No! I have investments in this place.” She said, “What investments?” He said, “The renovations and furnishings and artwork, all the stuff I brought.” She said, “Everything done or bought for this house was paid for by me. Not one penny of your money was spent. Everything that belongs to you, everything you brought with you to this house when we married is in a storage facility with the rent paid for thirty days. That should give you enough time to find somewhere to live. Perhaps, one of your women can help you out with that.”

He said, “I am not leaving and you can’t make me!” She said, “I thought you would not take this well and would be difficult so there is a Sheriff’s Deputy here to escort you from my home. Goodbye and best of luck, my dear.”

16 thoughts on “Friday, truth or tale…

  1. TRUE TRUE TRUE…HAPPENS ALL THE TIME…AT LEAST IN THESE PARTS.

    Men often live double lives they think are so well concealed. If you’ve ever read Nora Ephron’s roman a’ clef, about her philandering husband, it’s the quintessential guide to the ins and outs of martial infidelity. You nailed it Patricia.

    TRUE TRUE TRUE

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