My mother’s acquaintance’s husband worked as a guard somewhere in the North and brought a second family there. Later, he found a good job in his town and moved this second family closer. In both families there were daughters, the second younger, naturally. On the spot, of course, burned in front of his wife, divorced, and he married a "what woman." But the child from the first marriage did not give up, helped financially, took with him for the weekend. The first wife did not object, the 90s, was pleased with both financial help and household: take the child from kindergarten / school, take it to the clinic, etc., because of the fact that the child was not allowed to go to the hospital. She worked a lot herself. The new wife felt guilty and tried to make friends with that daughter too. Then, in the second family, a tragedy happened - a child died, a car struck. The new one was not born, all the attention eventually got to the daughter from the first marriage, including the attention of the second wife. Years went by, this man died, the daughter continued to communicate periodically with his second wife - the relatives were far away, friends of close friends did not come to a new place, well, the type is not a strange person, then with the children she even helped, calling them her grandchildren. This second wife was diagnosed with cancer. I needed help: to go to the hospital with her, to visit, help at home, financial. And to turn to no one, it turned out that closer to the first family of the husband, this woman has no one nearby. And the daughter of this family, the work, she came to her mother - said, here, the trouble is such, not a strange man, like to give up, we need to help together. Well, in general, now this first wife took the second wife to live with her - so it is easier to take care of, but it is quite bad. She carries the duck, helps to wash, puts anesthesia, prepares for her, leads to doctors. She laughs that if she had been told many years ago that she would look after her husband's mistress at old age, she would have rushed in the face. And now the kind of relative thinks she is, say, not a stranger, but like to give up.