The Final Goodbye
My wife made me get a vasectomy. Not once, but ninety-nine times.
Right before the hundredth operation, the doctor looked at me with pity in his eyes as the anesthesia failed to fully kick in.
"Ms. Gibson really knows how to destroy a man," he murmured. "She's put him through ninety-nine vasectomies, then had them reversed—again and again. However, his body's long since broken. There's no chance of children now."
"It's probably for her ex. Word is, it's his own brother. The scandals in these wealthy families—unbelievable."
Because of a hospital mix-up at birth, my and Jeff Cunningham's fates were exchanged. He grew up with the Cunningham family, while I lived a poor life.
Years later,