Divorce Has Never Felt This Good

As Rory drove out of the hotel, he could only turn left or right.

Devin had stabbed Rory’s one tire and Becky had stabbed another tire a couple of times. Rory would have flat tires not long after he started the car.

Devin drove with Becky sitting by his side. At the next intersection, he made a U-turn. But they didn’t see Rory’s car when they reached the hotel. Apparently, Rory went the other way.

Devin drove past the hotel. After a while, Becky saw Rory standing by the road.

Although he had his back turned to the road, Becky could recognize him easily.

“Over there,” Devin said to Becky, pulling over.

“Yes.” Becky nodded. “I can see him too.”

She smiled softly.

Rory was smoking a cigarette when Devin stopped the car next to him. The red light from the cigarette gleaned in the darkness.

found out that it was

the window slid

at the sight

With a firm hand on the steering wheel, Devin turned the car around for a better

broken?” he asked with a calm smile, but Rory could sense the sarcasm in his

this, Rory ignored him, saying

we give him a ride? After all, he is an acquaintance.” Devin still sounded cool, watching as the cigarette smoke puffed out

eyes at Rory’s broken car. Her lips curved into a mischievous smile. “What

offered Becky a ride, but Rory had told

were divorced, their problems shouldn’t matter

that their divorce had turned them into strangers. Why should he care about

shivering in the cold wind at that time. He had glared at her through the rearview mirror with a smirk, taking delight in

must have felt that day. The chills from the wind ate into

struggled to hold his cigarette firmly. He looked Becky

away and said to Devin, “Let’s go grab something to eat. I’m