Cheaters think they're so clever. They think they cover their tracks so carefully. But the smallest things give them away: a new soda, a slip of paper or an innocent phone call from the post office.
CASSIE: I suspected my husband was having an affair because this tried and true Coke fan suddenly acquired a taste for ginger ale. Since I was the household bill payer, I looked at our credit card statements. They placed him at locations different from where he was supposed to have been. The phone bill showed calls to unknown numbers late at night.
I spent two months wondering, but I never confronted him. Then one day I was in bed with a headache. I picked up the receiver in my bedroom to make a call and I heard my husband talking on the line, so I hung up. 15 minutes later, I tried again and he was still talking. Hearing a woman's voice, I listened.
I heard what was definitely a flirtatious exchange. I continued to listen for 10 minutes, until I heard the woman say, "You know you can always talk to me." That's when I spoke up. I said, "But he can't talk to me anymore!" Everyone hung up.
GRACE: I had switched cars with my husband so I could use his SUV to drive our daughter and her friends to gymnastics class. While I was waiting in the driveway of one of the girls, I spotted a neatly folded note on the console. It read, "I wish we could spend the day in bed in each other's arms. It would be like heaven."
My heart sank. I'm not proud of the way I handled the situation, but in the end we stayed together. We both wanted to keep the family intact. Next week, a priest will bless our marriage in honor of our 25th wedding anniversary.
DANA: My husband and I had been happily married for 10 years. He was in the Air National Guard and deployed in Germany for three weeks. I joined him there the last week and we had a pretty good time. We even took a side trip to Paris. But he was acting very strange, always going off alone.
A day or so after we got home, I got a phone call from our local post office. They wanted to know what to do with the French perfume my husband wanted to send to Germany. They told me perfume can't be sent in the mail, because it's flammable.
Well, I didn't want to seem surprised, so I told them I'd call back tomorrow. When my husband came home from work, I asked him who he knew in Germany. At first he was evasive. Then he came right out and said he was sending the perfume to his girlfriend. She was a maid from Thailand, married with two kids. She worked in the barracks he was staying in, right under my nose!
I should have kicked him out right then, but I was too shocked, so he lived downstairs and I lived upstairs for over a year, till he finally came to his senses and realized all she ever wanted was his money. He got rid of her and we've been happy ever since.
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