



The worst scenario has happened. Tracy has moved out of their house and has a guy, Peter Green, living with her. He moved out on his wife and little daughter. Such selfishness I can never understand. I think we have been going through all the stages of grief as if she is dead. In way, she is...the Tracy I thought I knew is dead to me. How dreadful! My heart is breaking for Steve and the children. I am leaving in the next day or so to go to California to be with them and offer any help I can. I still don't know how she can do this...our whole family has lost her, but everyone is soooooooooo supportive of Steve. I know he will be able to come out on top of this.
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