Peeping Tom really?

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Mouth Drop.”

I wish I was responding with a grand story of college acceptance, a marriage proposal, a lottery win or something wonderful. My jaw dropping moment came when I received a phone call from a man identifying himself as Detective Stewart. He was searching for my husband (now ex-husband) but refused to tell me why. He simply stated your husband is not the man you think he is. Once Doug came home, I gave him the message and pressured for an answer to why this police detective called. When he finally confessed you could have knocked me over with a feather. Doug confessed to having spent the last 5 years being a peeping Tom.  He had been spying on college girls at apartment pools and masturbating!!  And now a girl had caught him, identified him and taken his truck tag number.Talk about a jaw dropping, tears falling moment. I can attest that a broken heart really does create physical pain. I hope and pray no one else responding to this prompt has to suffer the heartache and humiliation of this type of discovery.