It all made a sick sort of sense to her now. The stray feathers in his Camry that looked suspiciously lighter than his own…. The lipstick-like markings on his bill that he swore were just the remnants of her lovingly home-canned sour cherry jam…. Drake was seeing another duck again. And it was simply time for Terri to accept that once they went black, male ducks often went back.
(Photo: AFLAC 2013 TV Commercial)