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It is quite the gut punch when you discover that your wife is actually not human. And perhaps even worse, she is a spy for a civilization existing on another world. Naturally, I have kept my revelation to myself. I have no desire to have my face melted or some other inconvenient act of violence perpetrated on me.
Looking back, there were clues. Red flags I chose to ignore.
First of all, she was beautiful and interested in me. It wasn’t like tall, smoking-hot brunettes were chasing after me on a regular basis. Or blondes, or redheads, or even Deadheads. And that look of desperation, boredom, or resignation that I usually noticed on the faces of young women I dated wasn’t there.
And those long legs…
Sorry, I was just having a brief flashback.
Her family should have been another clue. I recall the first time I met them. My future wife invited me over to her house for dinner. Her family all seemed like they actually liked each other and enjoyed spending time together. That’s not normal human behavior, is it? And even weirder, they all liked me. Even her father seemed to like me — no death threats or scary stares. It made me nervous.
