Picked Up My Wife’s Secret Family in My Rideshare
Language: en
On my way home, I picked up my last rideshare order. A man with a six-year-old child was on the phone with his wife. "Honey, I'm in the car now. I'll drop off our son and come right back to spend our anniversary with you." His wife's voice came through. "Don't we have a car at home? Stop taking rideshares. Those cars are filthy." My grip on the steering wheel suddenly tightened. Not because of the insult in her words, but because the woman's voice sounded exactly like my wife, Serena Moore. After the man hung up, he said apologetically, "Sorry about that. My wife is a bit of a…