The Monster My Wife Became

r only wish was to go to the new "Gala

stay-at-home dad, a former software architect who had traded a career in Silico

. But the gates weren' t opening for us. Th

n with a permanently pinched face, s

here," she said, her voice

calmly, showing them to her.

her smile starting to wa

the tickets from my hand and ripped them into pieces,

s pathetic. Ms. C

ny I had saved, was locked in a passionate embrace with Wesley Todd. Her high school swee

Molly was throw

he embrace. All she

omm

. She ran across the manicured lawn, her little legs pumpi

t into Molly

look she had for Wesley vanished, replaced by a

Molly shrieked, her voic

ooked at me, her eyes burning wi

we lost! How dare you bring this child here

regnant. It was a lie, a delusion

nfused and scared

but a hard, angry shove that sent Chl

Molly' s voice was ice. "Fine. P

child towards the centerpiece of the park: the "

teaches you both no

the ride' s seat. The park staff, her employees,

e cranked every dial to the maximum se

ned to the r

. Don' t come back

ine designed to simulate the crushing forces of a

roared

were lost in th