“He’s Not Moving Away From Me,” She Said. I Packed My Bags and Left Them Both Behind

me.

Linda had demanded a divorce, certain she was protecting her son from a woman who didn’t fit her requirements. What she’d actually done was set me free to become exactly who I was always meant to be.

And that, I thought as I drove home that evening to my peaceful house in Briar Ridge, was the best revenge of all—not revenge at all, really, but simply continue reading …