My Husband Took The Only Car Out Of A Wildfire Evacuation Zone With His Mother And His Mistress Inside. I Was Six Months Pregnant, Standing In The Smoke, Begging Him Not To Leave Me

cardigan hanging open in the hot wind filled with smoke.

The SUV’s engine was already running.

Eleanor climbed into the passenger seat.

Tessa got into the back.

The back seat.

The place that should have been mine.

“Brett, please,” I said, holding onto the open driver’s door. “I’m six months pregnant.”

He refused to look at me.

“You have your phone. Call someone.continue reading …