"You need to tell him," said Jack.

  Jack was an investment banker in his mid-fifties. He had a chiseled, piercing blue eyes, a bulldog face and gray crew cut hair. He looked every bit the ex-Marine that he was.

  "I will ... Eventually," said Ali. Ali was Jack's wife. She was a stay-at-home Mom in her late forties. She had long, dark, shoulder-length brown hair and brown eyes. She had a petite build about her.

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  "You can't keep going like this. He's going to find out eventually," said Jack. He and his wife were standing in the living room together.

  "I don't know HOW to tell him," said Ali.

  "He needs to know," said Jack. "It's been too long.

  "He needs to know who ... and WHAT ... you really are."