Daughter called and talked for two and a half hours. At one point she was telling me about the time she told her boyfriend that she used to make up stories to tell me, most of which surrounded a homeless guy named, "Bob" who lived in a cardboard box. This led me to ask her if she remembered telling me the story of the fisherman and the fish. She did not. I told her it was so perceptive, it frightened me at the time, so much so that I had blogged the story in 2012 when she was just 10-years old. She begged me to read it to her, which I did, and she was shocked at her own comprehension at such a tender age, as it was her view of the root of my divorce.
But that's not what this post is about.
You see, underneath that post - the very first one I'd penned on the subject - was my wife claiming I was cheating after we began a polyamorous relationships with her cousin, but then she later changed her mind:
She told the marriage counselor, "He gets intimacy through talking and I can't talk the way he does but my cousin can so he's cheating on me when he talks to her."
Very nearly word-for-word identical to what my current wife told our couples counselor, after a similar occurrence.