Man, fuck Kansas.
My cousin's mom passed away when he was little, leaving my uncle to raise a kid all on his own (which he was not at all prepared for). The two argued all the time and when my cousin turned 18, he just took off. Like, fell off the face of the earth for several years. No one knew where he was, we just assume he was wandering around the country.
When he left, my uncle realized that he'd been a shitty parent and started trying to get his life in order. He quit drinking, when to a therapist, and eventually became the person I think he would have been all along if his wife hadn't passed. After a couple years, he met this woman named Carrie. He immediately fell in love with her and the two married about a year after they started dating. I was never really a fan of her, but hey, if she was making him happy, then who am I to judge?
So it's been about six years since my cousin took off, and out of nowhere he calls my uncle. The two meet up and after some heartfelt apologies and manly tears, they hug it out. My cousin, who's been god knows where, moves back in with his dad and new stepmom. Things seemed to be going really well, until she starts acting weird around my my uncle. He feels like something's up, but really wants to make it work.
We were on the phone the other day and he's just distraught so I asked him what happened. Eventually he's telling me that she's been having an affair, and the fucked up part is it's with my cousin. Stunned, I asked him how he found out.
Through the tears he says "I left work early to surprise her, but that's when I walked in the house and saw CARRIE ON MY WAYWARD SONNNNNNNNNNNN"