Hi everyone, I want to share a wild story about a family vacation that took an unexpected turn. What started as a plan to reconnect turned into a weekend of me plotting revenge and my husband spending it alone.
I’m Hanna Stone, and I need to share what happened this past weekend. A few weeks ago, my husband, Jack, and I planned a family fishing trip to reconnect. Jack works so much that we hardly see him anymore, and our youngest is a 5-month-old breastfed baby. Considering how little time we get together, the goal of the trip was to spend quality time together as a family.
We set out on Friday morning to get our boat and head to our camp for the weekend. Everything was going fine until about 40 minutes into the drive. Jack got a call and started saying things like, “Yeah, I will be there soon” and “What did you bring?” When he got off the phone, I asked, “Who was that?”
“It was Heath,” he replied casually.
“Who’s Heath?”
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