The Bluetooth Betrayal at the Intersection
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I never thought a routine errand would shatter my marriage. It was a Tuesday afternoon in early March, and I was driving home from the grocery store. The sun was low, casting long shadows across the asphalt, and traffic was light. I stopped at the intersection of Maple and Third, waiting for the light to change. That's when I noticed a familiar silver sedan in the lane next to me. My husband's car. A smile crept across my face. I was about to honk and wave when my phone, resting in the cup holder, lit up and connected to the car's Bluetooth. We'd paired our phones years ago for road trips.
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