He Asked for a Divorce at Dinner

I laid the serving spoon on the counter.

“It wasn’t his money.”

Thomas looked irritated.

Not because of what she said.

Because I corrected her.

“If this is how we’re going to live,” he said flatly, “maybe we should just get divorced.”

He said it as casually as someone canceling a cable subscription.

Brenda smiled.

Only for a moment.

But it was enough.

She had continue reading …