My Husband Came Home at 10 A.M. After Spending the Night Away—For the First Time in 23 Years, I Didn’t Ask Where He’d Been. By Monday, He Realized He Had Lost More Than His Wife’s Trust.

and a few people from work.”

I stood in the kitchen, looking at the food I had prepared.

“Will you be home later?”

“Probably.”

“What time?”

“Claire, I don’t know. Don’t start.”

I hadn’t even asked a second question.

“I was just wondering whether I should keep dinner warm.”

“Eat without me.”

Then he ended the call.

I remember standing there for several minutes, holding my phone.

I remember the smell of garlic and rosemary coming from the oven.

I remember turning the heat off beneath the pan.

And I