The Heart You Borrowed Burns My Remaining Life

The day my mother died, I walked in on my husband, Lambert Stephens, in bed with his student, Deidre Henson. I lost control, fell down the stairs, and hemorrhaged in a difficult labor. My brother, Les Pruitt, beat Lambert Stephens hard, then pointed at Deidre Henson and screamed in her face, "If anything happens to my sister, you two will die right alongside her!"