My ex-husband, Dan, once called his affair “just harmless fun.” But when I found lipstick on his collar—after already forgiving him once—I filed for divorce. His response? Petty and cruel. Dan gave up custody of our kids like they were nothing and demanded to take everything he’d “paid for”—including stripping the beautiful, wallpaper off our home’s walls while we were away. Even the toilet paper. The kids were devastated. I was heartbroken… but determined to move forward.Months later, I joined a book club and finally laughed again as I told the “wallpaper story.” One woman, Cassie, was especially sympathetic. Until karma struck.

While walking downtown, I ran into Cassie—on the arm of none other than Dan. Her face lit up when she saw me… until I introduced myself as his ex-wife. Realization dawned. Her smile dropped. She gasped, “Wait… the wallpaper guy?!” Cassie dumped him on the spot tossed the engagement ring, and walked away. Dan stood there stunned. I just smiled and walked off. That night, my son said, “I like our new dinosaur wallpaper better anyway.” Sometimes, karma just needs time. And a bit of floral wallpaper.