“I’m sorry,” I said. “Your ex-husband is joining us?”

     The bartender’s eyes almost popped out of his head. “I’ll get those tacos in right away.”

     “Don’t worry,” H-- assured me, “it’s not a big deal.”

     I supposed, after all, it wasn’t a big deal. If they were still married, I thought, then that would be a big deal.

     Or not. I don’t know anymore.

     I tried to understand. “Am I your first date since the divorce?”

     H-- laughed. “Oh, no,” she said. “Hardly.”

     The volume of her laughter made me wonder how many dates ther...

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