My husband texted me from Cancun. **“I ran away with your best friend. We’re never coming back.”** I stared at the screen for a long moment, then typed just two words: **“Good luck.”** Within an hour, I canceled every credit card, emptied our joint accounts, and changed every lock on the house. If he thought he was starting a new life, he could do it without a single dollar of mine. The next morning, just after sunrise, someone pounded on my front door. I opened it to find two police officers standing on the porch. One of them asked, “Are you the wife of…?”
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