To all the other women out there who have ever acted crazy after you found out your man cheated – rest assured. Even the most brilliant minds have caved.
Recently, I’ve been on an Agatha Christie kick. Reading her books, watching her Poirot and Miss Marple on Netflix, and listening on Audio CD. Being as intrigued with her as I am – I recently listened to a biography on Agatha. Her brilliant mind, the woman who is labeled the greatest mystery writer of all time, and also a fellow redhead – lost it when her husband cheated on her.
I can understand this. I can relate to this – especially after having gotten out of an abusive relationship. And I felt a little better that a fellow redhead and such a brilliant mind as hers could fall prey to the bitter intoxication and helplessness under her husband’s neglect and infidelity. It gets even the best of us.
The weekend her husband admitted the affair and that he no longer loved her and wanted a divorce, Agatha went missing. He had left for a hot steamy weekend with Nancy Neale, a 10-year younger woman, when it had to be interrupted because police found Agatha’s car with no trace of her.
For eleven days Agatha was missing. Eleven days of casting suspicion on her husband. Agatha had even left a note for her house caretaker and also for her husband. The caretaker’s note was vague and unhelpful. However, her husband burned the note from Agatha. Whatever it said will forever be a mystery – maybe it listed his indiscretions or something equally heinous. (If only emails could be burned nowadays.) Still, no one had any idea where Agatha went. Maybe she hoped to ink out a bit of worry from her husband, rekindle his affection, maybe she wanted revenge and for the world to see the cheating chump he was, maybe she really just wanted to disappear for a few days, but whatever the reasons – no one could find her.
Until a man spotted her in a spa in the next town over. She had hunkered down under the last name of her husband’s mistress. Was it a breakdown or a carefully laid out revenge plan?
Whatever the case, she never talked about the dark time or explained her side. But I’m sure she learned something from it. I did. As we all know by now – we can’t control people. The bloke married the mistress. And Agatha went on to publish dozens of her famous novels (and later married an archaeologist). I was still encouraged though that even the best minds can break when stressed.