I think he may be cheating again. He wasn’t very excited to see me. Maybe I’m paranoid. Maybe it was him needing to calm down after the drive. But I swear he was texting someone and he was openly lying about it, telling me it was email or Words With Friends. And just for shits and grins I debated going through his phone only I can’t find it. He’s sleeping in the recliner. I looked on the window seat which is where he normally puts it but it’s not there. I think he must have put it in his lap because I don’t see it in his hands. Why on earth would he feel the need to keep his phone from me???
I can’t read him. One minute he’s acting like he wants to get into my pants and then he pulls something like this. If he is cheating again I swear to God I will nail him. I’m finally getting to the point where I’m no longer thinking about his affair all the time and I may be right back in the thick of it.
Present Day Sam Says: Yep, he was definitely cheating. You could read him just fine, Sam; the problem is you didn’t want to face the truth.
Interesting tidbit: After the affair was revealed and everyone knew we were getting a divorce my nephew, who is slightly older than Picasso, said he knew something wasn’t right with Uncle CF. He told my mom that when he looked into his eyes he could just tell. He didn’t know what was up but he knew something was. His eyes were vacant, soulless, like a shark. He took to calling him the vile creature.