During the divorce 15 years ago
I am older maybe wiser but still a k** at heart and love to pretend. I get home Saturday around dinner time, after horrible (He’s Cheating, Has other women) things are said by my supposed loving wife of 15 years about how I mentally abuse her or the he doesn’t love me anymore innuendos. A Saturday meeting with attorneys because she cannot meet during the week due her job, this won’t be cheap. The divorce is painfully slow, meetings about this and that are beginning to feel like a hot sweaty...