“TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED…” “Well?” Zach pushed. “What is this about? What have you been up to? Speak for goodness sake!!!” Cathy looked as if she would crumble into rubble where she stood: her face was pale – she seemed about to give in. But she threw her head back in defiance and looked straight at her husband. “There’s nothing to tell you, Zach.” “Oh really? There’s nothing to tell? There sure is a hell of a lot out there, darling wife. There’s a lot about you and your amorous affair in my absence. What? Is he the one sending you the mail?” “I have nothing to tell you. And I can handle this on my own!” Cathy threw the words at Zach and started to walk out. As she passed by him, he grabbed her arm and whispered, “If you walk out of this door, we are done!” “Watch me, Zach,” she replied in the same tone, and yanked her arm from his grip. She walked out of the room, out of the house and got into a taxi before she broke down in tears completely. Her marriage was crumbl