Divorce Has Never Felt This Good

Rory did not leave immediately after he exited Crowbar Technologies.

He sat in the car, lit a cigarette, and stared out of the window at the busy traffic. He only started the car after he had finished smoking.

When Aiken called him, Rory had been sitting outside Becky’s apartment building for half an hour.

Night fell. Rory looked out of the car’s left window to see Courtbush’s downtown area.

His phone vibrated with an incoming call.

He picked it up and frowned when he saw who was calling.

Rory didn’t want to answer Aiken’s call, but the constant vibration was disturbing.

made to turn it down but accidentally touched the answer

clear in the quiet car. “Are you crazy, Rory? No matter how much you hate Becky, you don’t

about to hang up but Aiken’s words gave

his ear and said,

had just finished a meeting and didn’t know much about what had

and had known him for almost twenty years. Still, Aiken felt that Rory hadn’t done right

the one to tell Rory about the comic book.

felt a little guilty at this thought and couldn’t help cursing as he called

the author of the comic on the Internet and that she intervened in

you talking about? When

not you? Who knows