A friend recently discovered that her husband of 10 years was cheating on her. She found a packet of condoms and a motel receipt in one of his jacket pockets. All along she had been suspecting the guy was seeing another woman, but now she had landed concrete evidence and it hit her hard.
On that Saturday, when she made the shocking discovery as she was doing laundry, the first person she called was me. And she was sobbing hysterically.