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The exhibition I'd waited a year and a half for was about to open. Then my husband emptied my studio so his sister could use it for storage. "There'll be plenty of other exhibitions. Brooke's business can't wait." He kept his favorite painting and had more than a dozen others hauled away as trash. While I searched for my paintings at the dump in the pouring rain, he stayed home sorting his sister's shipping forms. Then I came home with a broken painting panel. After that, I lost all faith in our marriage.