My husband left his medication at home, so I stopped by his office to bring it to him. But when I asked the receptionist to call him downstairs, she said, "Ma'am, your husband has been on leave for the past week."

And the bottle has been moved.

It is in the cupboard above the kettle now, on the second shelf, with the label turned out so you have to read it to pick it up.

I did that in about the second week. I have not mentioned it to Emeric and he has not mentioned it to me, and I know for a fact he has noticed.

Here is the only thing I have.

Everybody wants this to be about a woman who found out her husband had been lying to her for five days, and followed him across town, and found out who he was really meeting.

That happened. Every bit of it, exactly as written.

I sat in a car four cars back with my heart going like something was wrong with it. I dropped my phone into the footwell when I worked out who was standing next to my husband.