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NON-FICTION
Two Years After I Left My Husband, I’m Still Uncovering His Lies
No deception was off-limits
I blinked hard as she studied my face.
“Why did you think he had an ACL tear (ligament injury)?” The veterinarian asked as she fed my dog, Sammy a small bone-shaped treat.
I paused.
“Erm… His vet in the States told us he had one,” I replied quietly, questioning my own words.
“That’s strange,” the vet replied. “Nothing is showing up on the x-ray and he doesn’t have any symptoms. Maybe you got it confused…” she suggested.
I nodded as the hairs on the back of my neck pricked up. My body knew something my mind hadn’t yet discovered.
Clearing my throat, I forced a smile. “Yes, I must have.”
“Well, let’s get him some allergy medication,” the vet smiled as she reached for the door.
“Thank you,” I called as she disappeared.
The box slid along the wooden floor as I tugged it from the bottom of the closet. Sammy stretched out on the bed behind me while I wrestled with the lid. I paused briefly at the mound of paperwork inside, before grabbing a handful of papers and sifting through them.
