Returning from the dacha on the commuter train, I accidentally sat down across from a woman who spent the entire journey telling her friend how she "stole a good man from his family." At first, I listened without interest, until she said, "Rich! Owns a chain of El House restaurants. While his silly girl is visiting dachas, he's preparing divorce papers so he can leave her penniless!" I was dumbfounded, because this was my husband...