When Love Breaks by Jack

Christine was shocked. “No way?”

I sighed. “Yup, that’s the scoop.”

Wondering when I’d finally get that jerk to sign the divorce papers was like

guessing when it would rain in a drought.

Christine tried to cheer me up when she saw I was down in the dumps. “Don’t

sweat it. You know, when it comes to divorce, if one person’s dead set on it,

it’s inevitable. And hey, you’ve sorted everything out, just missing that piece of

paper. You might as well consider yourself free.”

I smiled, chit-chatting before changing the subject, “What about you? Hasn’t

Steven popped over here looking for you?”

I still owed Steven a dinner for helping me move. He remembered where I

lived. A quick chat with Bryant would clear that up, even if he didn’t.

her voice soft, “No,

I asked, “Why not?”

me.

neither of us felt like cooking. Christine’s

we just ordered takeout. As

glancing at

she looked shocked. “Oh my God, Teresa and Margaret

the scene at the town

but Christine handed

from the town hall taken by bystanders had gone viral online.

seemed like some significant power was

keep things cool and to no avail.

after the rain, you

another popped up.

one had dared to butt heads with the Ferguson Group

a wildfire

drama! So, the stepdaughter

up with her stepfather and his

with his wife and her

with her? Having a national

she goes for his dad?

remember? Maybe Bryant wasn’t

looking for anyone to scratch that