The Quest

My quest was to prove that the king was not so truthful.  His proclamation of disgust toward all people who cheat on their significant others seemed so honorable to a girl who grew up with an abusive, cheating father.

* You must know that the king has a way with ALL women….they tend to be drawn to him and fall for him.  Even when he is with me or his daughters, women will blatantly flirt with him, standing a little too close, giggling like school girls…it’s sickening. 

After the late night text, I began checking the cell phone bill.  In 2013 text numbers were not available without legal paperwork.  I could only get phone call numbers.  He was not making any actual calls to anyone on a regular basis.  There were a few calls at odd times that I could not reverse trace to the owner, but nothing that I could use as proof that anything was going on.  The number of text messages per month he me sent/received increased from approximately 150 to over 1100 in the following months…but nothing was going on, it was all my imagination.

Let me point something out about my imagination…I am a REALIST.  I lack an imagination.  My kids are lucky they were not named Boy 1, Girl 1, etc…  I never named a doll or stuffed animal and I never played make believe.  Shit, living my life who the eff would need to?!  He was always giving me far too much credit when he told me things were all my imagination.

Luckily, some things change that help me out.

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