Chapter Twelve “I’ve found out since, that the pig slept around on me with more than one girl.” It was the voice of my youngest daughter on my wife’s cell-phone, the landline had rung in my study and I hadn’t picked up, thinking it was Terry calling and having no desire to talk to her. So Deanna had obviously tried to reach her on the mobile. Her mother was not home because, not twenty minutes before in this very study, I had allowed my not so loving wife to unintentionally goad me into revealing my knowledge of her affair. If not just how I’d discovered it exactly. “Just get out of my sight while I try to calm down,” I’d told her ghostly white face after delivering the fact I knew of her lover slobbering at her feet in the school staff-room. She had looked appalled, sickened and terri