This is, as the title suggests, the third part in what will hopefully turn out to be a four-part series. Readers who wish to start at the beginning, or have missed the second part may click on either of the links below:
A few thoughts on parts one and two:
Such was the extent of my innocence or stupidity, that it never occurred to me until years later that the leftover money the wife claimed she spent on “bills” was most likely tucked away in her purse. Think about it:
Check arrives in the mail at three in the afternoon.
Four hours later I come home to discover it has been signed, cashed and every penny spent.
The only thing to show for it? Cold chinese food.