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Hi, my name is Angelioux Milani. I used to be Angelioux MarxLennon, Jesse's first wife. Jesse called me the other night and asked me to write something about our life together. I'm not really a story teller. I'm a lawyer. I'm supposed to be brief and concise. I'm not used to this sort of thing, but Jesse was pretty persuasive.

And after reading HIS description of our marriage, I'm more than ready to set a few things straight.

First of all, Jesse makes it sound like I was one of the most popular girls in high school. Nothing could be further from the truth. Yes, I was in the Pep Club, but so were 50 other girls. And, yes, I dated a few football players, but not the team captain or the "star players". The guys I dated were mostly the second string players.

That's a pretty good way to describe how I felt in high school. I felt like I was on the second string. Especially after my Dad died. I knew all the cheerleaders and they were friendly enough at school, but I never got invited to their parties. I did get asked out a lot, but it always seemed to be on that night. And I never seemed to have many third or fourth dates.

Jesse was right that I joined the Air Force to get away. I'm not sure he ever understood what it was I wanted to get away from.

Jesse wasn't one of them.

Marrying Jesse was a crazy thing to do. It really made no sense. But, at the same time, it seemed to make a lot of sense. I'm not sure I can explain that any better.

I went to England only three days after Jesse and I got married. Waiting for him was one of the hardest things I'd had to do, especially since there were no lack of guys trying to hit on me. I busied myself getting a place for us to live, getting furniture for it, and decorating it. Maybe I hadn't known Jesse all that long, but I missed him an awful lot.

I'm going to be very careful how I say this, but I think I let him know how much I missed him pretty well when he finally got to Lakenheath. That's how I ended up pregnant with Levi.

But Jesse wasn't lying when he wrote that things changed when I got pregnant. I think we were both scared about having a baby, and there were a few little incidents that scared us more.

But it was Jesse that seemed to change after Levi was born.

Maybe it was because he never really had a mother, but after Levi was born, Jesse started treating me like I was made of glass or something. He was very gentle and caring, but… Well, not that Jesse was ever very aggressive, but now he seemed to almost never want to make the first move.

Or when he did, it was just never a good time. It didn't seem like he was interested anymore, or was afraid or something. I didn't want to force him into anything.

And there was a lot going on.

Jesse didn't write anything about it, but I doubt that Grandmother's constantly talking about Rick helped make Jesse feel any better. Rick Colby was a guy I dated in high school. Okay, he was the only guy I really dated steadily. Grandmother liked Rick. She knew his family. He went to our church. It seemed that whenever Jesse was around, she'd ask me if I'd seen Rick or if I'd heard about his new job or seen the car he bought. It didn't seem to matter how many times I told her I hadn't seen him or didn't care to see him. Whenever Jesse was around, she'd ask about Rick. Maybe if I'd told her I lost my virginity to Rick in the back of her car she would have stopped.

And then there was Chrissy Brown.

I liked Chrissy. Honestly, I did. She did a lot to help me with setting things up in Dayton. She was always very nice to me. She was great with Levi.

It may have taken Jesse awhile to figure it out, but I knew Chrissy was in love with him the first time I saw them together.

Well, and it was about then I met Tony, Tony Melani. Tony was a first year student at the University of Dayton's Law School when I started back to school. We kept running into each other at the Library and at the cafeteria. We just started talking. He was a Law student and I wanted to be a pre-law student.

And Tony was so charming (and so good looking).

And he talked to me and listened to me. I never saw Jesse. When I was home, Jesse was at work, or the other way around.

Tony seemed to always be there when I needed him. At first I didn't know how much I needed him.

When Jesse got out of the Air Force, I thought things would change. The only thing that changed was how long he could grow his hair. And that he seemed more unhappy and trapped.

Not the he complained, but I saw it, I could feel it.

And I was falling in love with Tony more and more.

When I asked Jesse to move out, I had no idea about his one night stand. I would have never guessed it would have been some slut from his Photography class. I didn't think he'd cheat on me, which is why, even though I loved Tony, I never cheated on Jesse.

I just couldn't stand it any more. I was miserable. Jesse was miserable. Levi was miserable. And we never talked about. We pretended it was okay.

It wasn't.

Jesse moved out. I filed for a divorce two months later.

Tony and I were married a year later in Memphis. Our son, Stephen was born 6 months later.

After we moved, Levi would go up to Ohio and spend half the summer with Jesse. There were a few times Jesse came down to Memphis, but not often or for very long.

It was almost 20 years exactly before Jesse and I really talked again. We'd been polite. We'd been civil. But we never talked to each other about anything important. We never talked about us.

But I'll let Jesse tell you that story when he's ready.