When I came home from my overnight shift at 6:14 a.m., I found my five-year-old son asleep on the kitchen tile with his stuffed elephant under his cheek—and my husband behind the closed guest-room door with my sister. I carried my boy to the car without waking either of them. But when he whispered, “Daddy told me to wait here,” I realized the affair was only the first thing I had discovered.
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