2: New York

Instead of jumping to conclusions, Jackie Johnson-Smith held herself together and took a deep breath. Though her instincts were screaming at her to react, she chose patience. A couple of minutes later, her curiosity won, and she leaned forward to check the note the waitress had left behind. Her husband wouldn’t meet her gaze, and that told her everything she needed to know—he knew the waitress. The thoughts wouldn’t stop racing. Had he been here before? Why did he keep this a secret from her? Jackie needed answers, and she needed them fast.

Finding out my husband took a secret trip with his mistress shattered me. It felt like the ground had been pulled from beneath my feet, and I was drowning in betrayal. I couldn’t believe he had been lying so easily, while planning a romantic getaway with another woman. It wasn’t just the affair — it was the audacity of it all. Fueled by heartbreak and rage, I did the only thing that made sense in the moment — I canceled his credit cards. If he thought he could cheat without consequences, he was wrong. I was done playing the victim. The consequences were coming, and I was the one delivering them.

This little boy was built for speed, ready to take off in his little car that matched his size. Whether it really drove or not, this is back when kids actually played outside. In the 1930s, there were no iPads to distract children, just the outdoors and fun toys like this! This cute little guy appears ready to cruise around, maybe go on a cross-country road trip in his cool ride. If "just chilling" was a person, it would be this kid. Not a worry in the world; he's going to ride around in style.