My Husband Got Our Neighbor Pregnant, So I Took Everything

My husband drove our divorced neighbor’s son to preschool every single morning, rain or shine.

At first, I didn't mind. She was a single mom raising a kid on her own—giving them a ride along the way seemed like a harmless favor.

But before long, she started calling him for everything.

A leaky pipe? Call him. A burnt-out bulb? Call him. Grocery run on the weekend? Call him down to carry her bags up the stairs.

It happened more and more often. She even called him in the middle of the night just because a circuit breaker tripped.