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Life Buoy for an Amputee or an Amputee Who Is a Life Buoy?

... in such cases, unfortunately, the court rarely gave the children custody to the father. As for property division, I wanted to give the house to Amy and keep the shares in the company as my own. My lawyer prepared the documents and I asked him to wait for the right time to serve them on her. I proved to be a very good fortuneteller, because soon after, Amy and I got an E-mail from Tom saying he had met a divorced woman with a daughter and he and Emily had moved in with them. I knew this was the right time to start the divorce. At the start of November I talked with Carl, telling him I needed some time for a family matter. He said it was OK. I had to act quickly to arrange everything. I transferred half of the funds in our joint account to a new personal account first thing in the morning. Then I took the girls to my parents' right from the school, and put the divorce documents in my bag. I had located an apartment and took my most important personal belongings there. After that I came back home, put the rest of my stuff in my car, and sat down in the living room to wait for Amy. When she arrived from work she was quite mad at me. "Where are the girls?" she demanded. "You went to the school for the girls and you didn’t say anything about it. Did you forget to phone me?" I looked at her calmly. "Amy, I want a divorce and I’m moving." She was astonished first, but she regained her composure quickly and attempted a counterattack. "You…Why…Have you got a new slut?" I kept my ...

... tone reserved. "I caught you with Tom in the kitchen during his last visit. I decided to divorce you that evening, but I wanted to spend one more summer with my daughters. But the perfect time to leave you has now arrived." I was not completely honest, because I had waited for Tom to settle completely in Seattle, but a cheating wife didn't deserve fair treatment or honest confessions. She responded calmly as if she had opened the Cheating Wives Handbook at the relevant chapter in her mind. "John, that was a one-time mistake…it won’t happen again…I’m so sorry about it." She forced out a teardrop. "Please, Dear, let’s work on it together… we must… We have two daughters and they deserve a normal family life. I’ll be your faithful wife in the future…I promise. Please, John! Let’s stay together for our daughters’ sake…..I only did it because I felt so sorry for Tom, a widower and a single father, having to leave his native city with his daughter…. Please, forgive me! It was just a one-time stumble, that’s all it was, really! We must stay together…... Think of our daughters!" she begged and would have continued for God knows how long. I interrupted her tirade, "I heard you talking about a six month affair. That certainly isn’t a one-time mistake." She began to cry. I thought she was giving up the struggle as she sat down and wept a while. "Thanks to my desire for a last family holiday with my daughters, our marriage got some months grace, you see. But like I said, I’m moving now," I ...