“You told me you and your wife were separated,” she interrupted.
The terminal seemed to grow quieter around us.
I looked at Tyler.
He looked at Vanessa.
Neither of them looked at Mason.
And in that moment, I understood something worse than the fact that my husband was having an affair.
He had been telling different versions of his life to different people, confident that the people who loved him would never stand in the same room long enough to compare notes.
Unfortunately for him, his wife and his mistress had just met.
And his son was standing right between us.
Part 3: The Surprise He Never Saw Coming
Tyler stepped toward me.
“Can we please talk privately?” he asked through clenched teeth.
I glanced at Mason.
He was staring at his father, waiting for him to say something that might make sense of what he had just witnessed.
“Dad,” he said softly.
