My daughter texted me, “Dad, mom’s been bringing men over while you’re deployed.” I answered, “Thank you for your honesty,

“You’re a child! I have needs!”

“I get that you’re a cheater!” Haley shouted back.

Kendra turned toward me. “This is your fault! Gone so long. Leaving me alone. Alone with… with needs!”

“So do I,” I said. “One of them being a wife who doesn’t do this. Guess neither of us got what we wanted.”

Her tears came next. “It didn’t mean anything. I was lonely. You were gone too long.”

“Five months. I was gone five months. You lasted two.”

“It was a mistake.”

“Which one? The hotel on my dime? The lingerie I bought? Which mistake are we talking about?”

She saw the pity wasn’t working, so anger returned. “Fine! Yes, I cheated! You want that? I cheated with multiple men in our bed while our daughter was home!”

“She was supposed to be asleep!”

“I wasn’t!” Haley cried. “I heard everything!”

That finally destroyed whatever denial she had left.

“I… Haley, I didn’t—”

“I don’t want to hear it. Dad, can I go?”

“Yeah, sweetheart. Check on your brother.”

After she left, Kendra glared at me. “You turned her against me.”

“No. Every Tuesday and Thursday with Brett did that.”

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