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I drove home to cook for the two people who had just broken my marriage.
After Chemotherapy, I Caught My Husband With My Sister—Instead of Causing a Scene, I Invited Them to Dinner and Changed Their Lives Forever
By noon the next day, rosemary and butter filled the kitchen. Harold came home early and kissed my forehead.
“Smells wonderful,” he said. “Are you sure you’re up to all this, love?”
“I’ve never felt clearer,” I told him.
He smiled. “The kids at Jenna’s?”
