I once read a study about assumptions. How people take them for facts and act on them.
My office, thinking I was the grieving widow, gave me more leave than I deserved, more money than I was owed.
I kept my face averted for it was hard to appear heart broken when I was terribly excited about leaving.
I purchased a ticket for a year long cruise. I picked the one that was leaving as soon as possible. I would have to fly to another city, board the ship from there.
I had more money then I could count and selling my car topped that.
I stayed at a small guest house near the airport, flew out early the next morning. I was at the dock when I called our children, called them when I knew their phones would not be answered.
I left a message;
“Darling,I’m going on a trip far away, and will be back next year. I love you.”
Then, I boarded the ship, was led to my little room, put down my bags, and just breathed. For the first time in thirty three years, I just breathed.