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*** Melanie ***

Alan is raging as he drives my car like a maniac through the streets back to our side of town. “She thinks she can just bring some other man into my house with my kid in it. Well, she’s got another thing coming, she is getting no divorce from me, the whore. Who does she think she is?”

“But I thought that was what you wanted Alan, to be able to divorce Helen and move on with me? I don’t see why you are so angry. She was the one who caught us in the act, remember,” I tell him. The words are hardly out of my mouth before he stops the car abruptly.

“Get out now!” he shouts at me; his eyes are wide and wild and his spit flies everywhere, making me cringe. “Get out of this fucking car now, Mel, before I punch your face in.”

Tears roll down my face. “This is my car; we are driving to my house. I am not a pushover like Helen, you can’t talk to me like you talk to her.” I stand up to him for the first time knowing if I allow this to happen, this will set the tone for the rest o