THE HEADLINE: MY HUSBAND SERVED ME DIVORCE PAPERS AT CHRISTMAS DINNER. THEN HE OPENED MY GIFT. THE BODY: My husband, Brandon, bet his best friend Nate a hundred bucks I'd cry. I heard them from the kitchen. "She'll fold," Brandon said. "She always does." For ten years, he was right. He never raised his voice. He'd just smile and say things like, "You're lucky I put up with you," in front of our friends, who would always laugh. It was a joke, you see. A month ago, after a fight, he got sloppy. He