All that he wrote:
Missy peered down at the note and worked out her father's handwriting before reading:
Joanne,
It's the old cliché this, 'by the time you read this I'll be gone,' but it's true or at least for me. You may of noticed, how my phone won't be picking up to you, or the fact my clothes have been removed from the wardrobe, maybe it was just when you saw this not that you knew. But whenever it was, it'll make two of us, which are now in the know.
I hope you understand, I truly do, and I hope that you had anticipated this, and at least given me that. I would of hoped I could of heard it from you, but maybe that was too much to ask of you, as your only my wife and that seems to count as nothing for you, 22 years of marriage, 24 of devotion and I'm repaid with this, I thank you.
If your wondering how I found out, well don't worry it wasn't him, it wasn't my brother, no even he didn't have the balls for that.
But instead it was a friend, who had no idea what they brought into my life as the phone rang this morning. I had popped back to collect my briefcase you see, the kids where at school, and you where at one of your coffee mornings, or at least that's where you said you where but I to be honest wouldn't know.
But the phone rang; just as I was leaving, usually I would leave it allow the machine to pick it up. But today was different, I had some extra time, and I had no reason to rush so I answered it the first of our mistakes.
An then I heard those simple words, positive, that was all. It was positive, the test you took, the one for him, with out me. But at first I was frilled, a smile perched on my face from ear to ear, overjoyed, ecstatic I was. Going to burst from it all, but then as it settled I realised, such a thing couldn't be true, it was impossible, medically and otherwise, or at least for me.
I know it was wrong but then there it was starring up at me, glowing as if beckoning me. An who would think a cell phone so small, could do so much.
I knew it was wrong, as I pressed the keys, hovered over the name, and read but there it was. Arrangements, promises, jokes, suggested lies that I had heard, it was al there, the proof, the evidence, the truth.
An yet still I I didn't understand, why, why would you do this to me? With him?
But I wont ask, I wont ask you to explain, to justify yourself, as I don't thin you could. So instead I packed, and wrote this note, so tell the kids what you want but I will be back on Monday to see them, and to say the truth.
Don't try to ring me, or come to the office, I wont be thee see. I don't know where I will be but it wont be there.
So please do me one favour, tell the children I love them, and my dear brother Robert, please tell him he's going to be a farther.
Mark.
Well there you go, Missy's mum was having a affair with her Dad's brother, and know she's precedent with his child, and Mark has left. What will Missy do, who will she turn to? All next time on parallel… until one night.