Well, the photos were in his recycle bin...and for some odd reason that's what I opened. I don't know his password to check email (we have separate computers) or I might have found out LONG before I did. See, he was trying to make a cd of the photos for her, and was having problems, and then tried to delete the photos but didn't empty the bin.
Most of us really marry only once. First love endures, even unto our dying day. And we never really divorce.
