Divorce Has Never Felt This Good

The commotion behind the door subsided. Rory stared at his empty glass and was lost in thought. After what seemed like an eternity, he finally reached for the decanter next to him, poured a glass of wine, and drank it all in one go.

The words Becky told him at noon were much louder than the smack itself. He could recall her exact words to him even now.

“You make me sick!”

“People make mistakes when they are young. I was young back then, so I did, too. I did love you, yes, but that doesn’t mean I still do.”

His presence, she said, made her feel sick.

Just how absurd! She loved him deeply. How could he make her feel sick?

Wasn’t she in love with him?

She wanted to show him how much she appreciated him by drawing his sketch for his birthday.

Rory was perplexed as to why the woman who had previously loved him so much would now feel sick of him.

Was it because he exposed her love for him and that made her ashamed and angry?

Maybe it was because her feelings for him were insufficient.

felt ridiculous considering

himself another glass

room was dim since only a small light was

his cigar, lay back on the couch, and close his

previously created a comic book entitled “Only I

did Becky begin creating her own

sketch, Aiken assumed Becky was the creator of the comic

too, suspected insanity inside himself. He used his

thirty chapters in total. It was a story of a high school girl who fell in

sort of narrative that was intended to appeal to young girls had anything to do

hero’s

speculated that maybe he had been intoxicated and

couldn’t believe his

nonetheless got up, went to the study, and printed that page. He combined that page with the sketch that

two characters had

name of the comic book’s

else could he have believed Becky had painted the comic

and then paid someone else to draw it. Additionally, the comic book’s creator was the same person she hired to