My New Neighbor Was Shamelessly Flirting with My Husband — So I Taught Her a Brutal Lesson
At 52, I thought I’d seen every kind of husband-stealer, until Amber moved in next door — 25, blonde, freshly divorced, and armed with stilettos and a silk robe. From the start, she made it clear my Andy was her next target, showing up at fences, jogging by in skimpy outfits, and inventing “emergencies” that…