I shook hands with him at the funeral and we talked about our daughters' choir concert which had taken place just days before at the school. Our kids go back to Kindergarten together, and I have seen him several times over the years, usually at school. At the Thursday night funeral home reception, I decided I would at least be civil - after all, nothing has been proven yet. I shook his hand and expressed my regrets for this dreadful tragedy. I even said I appreciated what a difficult a time this must be for him. He squeezed my hand really tightly, as he did each time he has shaken hands with me. One of my friends even hugged him, and she said he then cried. I so hoped he was innocent - for his daughter's sake. But when I realized that Ellen's plans to move out were so imminent, and that she had discussed what her husband would be paying her monthly, I started to recognize the fury of a husband who does not want to pay alimony/child support - I've been there. Now I feel sick to my stomach.