Thy Name is Whore
As I looked over the restaurant to find the client I was supposed to meet, I saw my ex-wife Susan. She was sitting with a slightly heavy middle aged man. You could tell he was once in good shape but good food and time had taken a toll on his physique. Susan was sitting right next to him and you could tell he was in his glory. The guy screamed money.As I stood in the foyer and looked at her, a whole flood of memories came back to me. It had been three years since our divorce and the emotions...