Balaamsass2
I've told this story here more than once, but it fits in here.
In the spring of 1988 my wife and I were struggling with our relationship with the Watchtower - without discussing it with each other at all. We were both terrified that the other would find out we were no longer believers. I was doing research at the Seattle public library on my lunch breaks, she was going to Christian books stores and researching there. I ending up buying a copy of CofC and hiding under by side of the bed.
So on this particular Sunday morning neither of us felt like going to meeting (cough cough I think I'm getting a bug). As I'm drinking my coffee I look up and see Mrs. T coming down the hall with CofC in her hand. Just about the time I expected her to jump on me about it, she grinned held up a second copy of the book and said "this one's mine".
We spent the next year researching everything that came out of the Watchtower and DA'd in March 1989. I look back on that event and my thought now is: WTF kind of religion makes husbands and wives hid their books from each other.