The Screenshot Divorce

Summary

“Babe, the usual spot tonight. Miss you.”

The text sat quietly in the family group thread.

Sender: My husband, Mark.

I stared at the screen.

My mother-in-law sent a question mark.

My father-in-law sent a question mark.

I sent nothing.

Three seconds later, Mark frantically hit unsend.

“Wrong chat, wrong chat! That was for the work team.”

I smiled.

Work team?

His work team was named “Babe”?

His co-worker lived at “the usual spot”?

I clicked on his profile picture and saw the last message he had sent me—

“Don’t worry about the wife, she has no idea.”

Is that right?

I have no idea?