I’d been helping at the stables for a while, and Thunder,
a massive black horse, had become my favorite. Despite his size, he was gentle and kind.
But when my husband saw the picture, everything changed. He zoomed in,
scrutinized it over and over, and then his message came—cold and out of nowhere.
“I want a divorce.”
I thought it had to be a joke. But then he called, and the anger in his voice was unmistakable.
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