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I smiled. "You let me know when you've figured things out. I'm not kicking you out of the house, nor am I leaving it anytime soon."


"Hmmm?" I had gotten up and was getting ready to go to bed.

"Are you still going to date Jessica?"

"Yes. I'm dating now. Others as well. You do what you have to do. Figure things out. I have to do what's best for me. If we divorce, well then it wasn't meant to be."

I headed into the guest bedroom. She followed me in and stood at the door.


I turned to see her as I pulled my shirt off.

"Come back to bed with me, please?"

I hesitated. "Do you think that's wise?"

Tears dropped from her eyes. "I don't know. I just want you right now."

I held out my arms and she rushed into them and sobbed. She was confused. She didn't know what to feel. I took her back to our bed. I held her as we drifted off to sleep.

Lauren was a good friend of mine. She was a self proclaimed geek and she and I were always talking about the latest television shows and fan stuff. There was a neat dive bar with obscure live music that she had been anxious to go to, but none of her friends or dates were interested. That evening, I took her. It was fun, and although we had flirted from time to time at work before, there was absolutely no chemistry between us as romantic partners. It was an early night for both of us and I went back to the house. It was a fun time, but we were friends only.

I rolled up to the house and found a car parked in the driveway. My jealousy reared its ugly head for a moment, but I calmed myself down and repeated to myself, that everything would be, what it would be. Doesn't make sense does it? Well it happens to calm you down, if you change the tone. Something about tonality can change your anxiety. I had learned that from my shrink when I was being treated for fear of flying. Instead of freaking out and screaming to myself, 'Oh my god, I'm going to be getting on a plane!' he had me change my tone into one of excitement and anticipation: 'Oh my god! I'm going to be getting on a plane! I can hardly wait!' It took some practice, but it tended to work for the short term.

Not knowing what to expect, I repeated my mantra and opened the door to see Linda sitting and chatting with Carol, one of her friends.

"Frank! I didn't expect you back so early!"

"Linda. Carol." I nodded to them.

Carol shot daggers out of her eyes at me. She said nothing.

"Things wrapped up early, so I'm back now. Would you like some privacy?"

Linda and Carol traded looks and then Carol got up from the couch.
"I should be going. Linda, I'll talk to you soon."

Linda walked Carol to the door. Carol gave me a dirty look, said nothing to me, and left.

"Sorry for barging in on you, I didn't mean to cut your evening short." I told her.

"Don't be silly Frank. This is your home too."

Home. When was the last time she or I had referred to the house as home?

"Did you eat?" she asked me. She had some leftovers from the meal she and Carol obviously had shared. I picked at some of the food while she busied herself cleaning up the kitchen.

"How are you?" I asked.

She sat down. "I'm fine, I think. I invited Carol over to talk, but she just confused me more."


"She wanted me to kick you out, change the locks and divorce your ass."

"Hmmm. Well my key still works so I take it you haven't had time to call the locksmith?"

She laughed. "Don't be silly. I had to explain to her that I was the one that asked for a divorce. After I had told you that, what rights do I have on you? I gave you up, didn't I?"

She looked deeply into my eyes. That last part was a question she was desperate to know the answer to. I wanted to jump up and allay her fears. Tell her that I was still hers. But I didn't. I said nothing. In the past my intentions would have pushed her away. Maybe this new plan of non-committal would have a different effect on her.

Changing subjects I called an audible and changed plans.

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