I Went Rural Seven Years for Husband, He Secretly Remarried

The day my husband, Bob Stephens, got his notice for the rural labor assignment, he vanished.

My mother-in-law and I searched every street and alley in the city, and still there was no word of him.

In the end, I had no choice but to go in his place, seven years at remote Millstone Village.

In those seven years, I suffered more hardship than I can count.

Harassed by dirty old men. Bullied by the other assigned workers.

But on the day I came home, I saw Bob with a stylish woman on his arm, her hair done up in curls, smiling and waving to the neighbors.