The Plane Crash

My husband's secret lover, a low-tier actress he had been pampering like a prize, finally ran off with his money.

She left behind nothing but a positive pregnancy test and a note: "I'm done with a love that has no legal title."

It only took two years for her to go from his golden bird to a runaway mother-to-be.

I figured Silas would never stand for it. I expected him to tear the city apart within three days to find her.

But this time, Silas didn't move a muscle.

"She was just a toy," he sne