“And remember, I have to head to Richmond this morning. Remember Reverend Lewis said there’s a young pastor down there he wants me to mentor?”

I stared at him, not believing what I was seeing. “What?” I asked him. Not because I hadn’t heard him, but because I wanted to see.

He said, “I’m going to Richmond to speak to a young pastor.” And again, his eyebrow twitched. His built-in lie detector.

I couldn’t breathe. Was he going to meet K. Brunson? I was going to be sick.

He said, “I’ll only be down there for a couple of hours. I’ll be back before dinner.” No twitch.

He blew me a kiss as if he knew it was a good idea to stay out of punching range and then, he left me alone. Where was he going? And who was K. Brunson?

I had so many questions and it was time for me to find out a few answers.

*****

I was drained of energy. I guess that’s what happened once you found out that your husband was a liar...and a cheater. But I had to push through.

Swiveling in my office chair, I wondered what were my options. How was I going to find out who was K. Brunson? There had been a part of me that had thought about following him down to Richmond. But he was long gone by the time I’d gotten dressed.

I would probably have to go through his phone, though I had a feeling Jeremy was too smart to leave those kinds of obvious clues.

It would come down to searching his office. That would be a start and that might give me a lead. I didn’t want to do it now, though. Not while Lizzy was here. Although I didn’t need a reason to be in my husband’s office, I wanted to do a total sweep and that would be best done when I was in this building alone. I wanted to leave no paper, no receipt, no anything unturned.

I sighed. His office was where I would start, but what if I found nothing? I knew myself — I could hold my tongue for a while, but soon, all of this rage was going to explode out of me.

Turning toward the window, I looked out onto the manicured lawn outside of the sanctuary. I closed my eyes and said a prayer, asking God to bring whatever was in the dark to light. I needed to know the TRUTH.

“First Lady?”

Lizzy’s voice and the tap on the door made me swing my chair around. She walked toward me, holding a stuffed folder, but her eyes were clouded with her concern. “Are you all right?”

I nodded. “I am. I just had...a rough weekend. A flu bug. But I’m better now.”