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his hands clenched into fists.
After Chemotherapy, I Caught My Husband With My Sister—Instead of Causing a Scene, I Invited Them to Dinner and Changed Their Lives Forever
“What is all this?” my mother asked.
“Perhaps this will make things clear,” I said.
I turned on the TV and connected my phone. The photos I had taken the day before appeared on the screen. My father dropped his fork.
Harold swallowed hard. “I can explain —”
“No, you really cannot,” Harold’s father said firmly.
