Chapter 7

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An original story by Julia Miller

Robert

I was getting concerned, and no one had seen my ex-wife Trudy in weeks. I tried calling her up, but the call would immediately go to voicemail, and I couldn't leave a message. Trudy never called me back. It was like she had dropped off the face of the earth.

Sandra had healed up nicely with only a slight bruising left around her eye, and it was quickly fading away. We stopped having sex for a couple of weeks to let her heal from her injuries, but when she said she felt ok again, we got right back into it. Since Trudy was still at large, I wouldn't let Sandra back into her townhouse alone, and we only went there to pick up some clothes and other items that she needed. Sandra brought all the perishable food out of her fridge and either tossed it or brought it back to my place.

Since we had started living together, we had gotten much closer to each other. Sandra was a joy to be around, and she was such a delightful person. I could never imagine going back to Trudy, and I just wanted the police to find her so we didn't have to keep looking over our shoulder when outside.

Sandra never left home without her handgun, and she was taking it everywhere with her now. She told me that it was the only way she felt safe with Trudy out there.

Trudy

I had finally made it to Kenya. I had the Doctors without Borders clinic address where Laurel was working. I drove up to the clinic and walked inside. I saw Laurel talking to another woman, and then my heart sank when I saw them embrace and kiss each other.

I walked up to them and said, "Hi Laurel, it's me. How are you doing?"

Laurel looked at me with surprise and asked, "Trudy, this is a surprise. What are you doing here?"

I replied, "I am here for you. I made a mistake and want to be with you."

Laurel asked the other woman to take care of some issues and said, "Please come with me."

I followed her into a tiny office, and she smiled and told me that she was completely surprised at me coming out to visit her.

"Are you here to help us?"

"I'm not sure yet, Lauren. What's going on with this other woman?"

"Look, Trudy, you broke my heart when you suddenly changed your mind and wouldn't come out here with me. I have moved on, and I don't know if we still have a relationship. Today is the first that I have heard from you since I left to come here. Abbie is a good friend of mine. She heard I would come out here, called me up, and told me she would go with me. I'm sorry that things didn't work out for us, Trudy. You knew when you met me that I was planning on coming here."

Trudy just turned and walked away. She thought again about Robert, and she knew in her heart, she would find a way to get him back. I must take that tranny bitch out with the trash. She wasn't getting the message. She went back to her hotel and sat down in front of her laptop. She got the email addresses of all of Robert's friends and family and decided to write to them and expose this bitch. She set up a new throw-away email address and started writing.

Robert

I knew Trudy was behind this. Most of my family and friends called me up and asked me about Sandra, and I finally got one of them to forward this email message they received so I could see it. When I got it, I asked Sandra to come over and look at it with me, and I could see in her eyes she was distraught and angry at Trudy.

Somehow, Trudy had uncovered Sandra's past and showed old photos of her when she was still married to her ex-wife. She dead-named Sandra and then sent this email to everyone I knew, telling them I must have gone gay now that I was dating a biological male.

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