sent me one message.
“I’m sorry. I believed too easily in a man who was a coward.”
I answered:
“So did I.”
That was the only conversation we ever had.
Carl still took the job in the other city.
But after we separated our finances, the money he had apparently planned to use for his fresh start was no longer available.
The apartment disappeared.
So did Sheila.
But I didn’t celebrate any of it.
Twenty-three years doesn’t become meaningless simply because someone betrays you.
Some mornings I was furious.
Other mornings, I missed the man I thought I had married.
I stayed at the company.
Four months later, David called me into his office.
I joked,
“Please don’t give me anything in a giant box.”
He laughed.
Then he offered me a promotion.
A management position I had considered applying for twice before.
Both times, Carl had talked me out
