Chapter 9

“We’ll get divorced. Everyone will be shocked but…I can’t continue knowing that you don’t feel for me as I feel for you.” He took a sip. “And I don’t think you should have to continue pretending.”

It was inevitable, the divorce. We agreed we would speak about the details, but it was quickly settled. There would be no acrimony—even if it mattered, as it no longer does, Tim would never have gone that away. Everything would be split in half. We had enough together that I would be comfortable on my teacher’s salary. But that was for later. Now a little after eight on a summer evening, there was a more immediate issue.