A view from my side.
The third wife was the Tribulation. A time of distress and suffering resulting from oppression; a trying experience. She could not be told anything she didn’t already know. She was never, ever wrong or mistaken. She never felt the need to say “I’m sorry” because, well…she never needed to.
She is the type that tells the doctor what is wrong with her, the drugs she needs, the dosage she should take and the frequency she should take it. If the doc dares to question her, she will tell the doc she has researched this issue and certainly knows exactly what she is talking about. I’ve actually seen her do that.
Oh what a piece of work she is. She is also mother to our adopted daughter.