“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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