My sweet, sexy, wonderful wife, Tabby, was poised to become famous. There was really no other way to put it. After several years of inconsequential parts, she was on the verge of getting her big break. She’d secured a plum audition and felt she’d nailed it. If she managed to get that gig, her life — and mine — would change completely.

Tabby deserved whatever success she could garner. She was a terrific actress. I’d helped her rehearse her bit roles, seeing how much time and devotion she’d put into even the most insignificant parts. She loved her craft and had always wanted the chance to truly shine.

I was sure she was going to have success and fame. Fans would worship her. The prospective job was on a kind of zeitgeist show, one that would inspire cult-like adoration from... Read More