My husband, Mark, and I took our 4-year-old daughter, Sophie, to the corporate party celebrating his promotion at work.
That’s the lady with the worms!” she said loudly.Confused, I asked what she meant. “At her house. I saw them on her bed. Daddy said not to tell you—you’d be upset.”She was pointing at Tina, Mark’s coworker—the same one I’d always been suspicious of.Suddenly, everything I’d ignored came rushing back in full force. Mark insisted…