Infidelities

On Alice Munro and betrayal.

The voice on the phone was my father’s, but I had never heard him sound like this. “I need you to come over right away,” he said. “Your stepmother is leaving me for another man.”

It was a scorching morning in July. I had been on my way to the pool to cool off my toddler and my heavily pregnant self. Instead, I left my child with my husband and the friend…