My empty nest bliss has come to a screeching halt. The Room Monkey’s marriage came to a brick wall Friday morning (Good Friday). RM #1 had a growing suspicion that the combo of late hours & strange signals from RM #2 were indicative of something. A fishy sounding proposed sleepover with a friend of hers who is divorcing was the final nail. He checked her cell phone text messages . . .
Now a smart cheater deletes his/her text messages. But you have to be Grade 2 smart to think to delete the Sent messages. She wasn’t & didn’t. Her planned rendezvous with her new beau was recorded there.
He confronted her vehemently (not physically but verbally vehemently). He told her he was leaving & divorcing her. He took some personal stuff & her cell phone & left & headed in our direction. Later in the day he was arrested for: Physical abuse (not true but her claim involves a plastic shampoo bottle & btw she had nada marks/scars/welts because he didn’t touch her – thankfully), making threats (she claimed some threats that she picked up from a B Grade horror movie – I kid you not - the same words) & theft under $5000. You guessed it, the cell phone. She cheats & he spends a night in jail. We bailed him out Saturday & he is now living with us. Again. As part of his bail terms.
Rick: You were ½ right.
The police – who have tried & convicted him – roughed him up a bit during interrogation & are now being less than co-operative in organizing a personal effects pickup at the apartment. The cute little Asian ‘victim’ was very compelling, I guess.
To be continued . . .
Ian