New Year's Eve. As I busied Myself Preparing the Holiday Feast

My husband returned home with his pregnant mistress in tow.

He snarled at me viciously, "You're just a housewife who's done nothing to help my career. We've been married for years and you can't even get pregnant. You think you still deserve a place in my home?"

"Do you know who this woman is? She's the daughter of Ms. Thornton, the richest person in the country. I'm going to be the son-in-law of the wealthiest family. That's way out of your poor little league."

"If you know what's good for you, pack your things and get out now. We're getting divorced."

I was stunned. These days it's bad enough when people steal husbands.

Now they're even stealing identities?

How come I never knew my dad had another daughter?