Yep. It’s been 4 months since I last posted. Since then, things got pretty hot and heavy as you can imagine, and I apologize for not posting as I should have, but Cynthia was pretty damn shy about the whole thing. Anyway, I’ll give you guys more details later, but just a quick summary about the current situation:
Basically, about a month ago, the husband found out about everything. Apparently, he had suspicions, though apparently she didn’t really care much since Cynthia and him already had problems since way back and were already talking about divorce. She’s still not really sure how things will quite work out, but divorce is definitely a certainty. When she moved in with me, she knew that I was basically a broke-ass college student with very little to offer her, other than my apartment. She said that was cool and things kind of worked out anyway because her kid could spend the day with her dad and sleep with the grandma who lives literally like a block away until we find an apartment (house in California sucks; especially for disabled folks).