I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Abigail grunted. She noticed Lawrence staring at her and smiling, and she got uneasy. “What’s wrong?” she asked.

“It’s fine. I’m just happy.” Lawrence looked away, but he was smiling. He couldn’t help it.

Abigail noticed the fruits lying around, and she asked, “Do you want to have some fruits? There are-

“I’ll have anything!” Lawrence answered quickly. Realizing he had interrupted Abigail, he said, “Go on. I won’t interrupt you anymore.”

Abigail grunted and went to the fruit basket. “Any allergies or things you can’t eat? Things that might spike your blood sugar levels?”

“No. I’ve always been healthy.” Lawrence felt all warm and fuzzy inside.

Scarlett was jealous, and she stared at Abigail. Abigail couldn’t take it eventually, so she asked, “What about you? Any favorites or things you don’t eat?”

“I like fruit salad. Can we do it together?” Scarlett asked, almost simpering.

“Sure.” Abigail nodded. She peeled a pear for Lawrence and went to the supermarket with Scarlett to get their fruit salad ingredients. The ladies stood in a single file, and Abigail took everything she needed in one go.

“Don’t you check the brands?” Scarlett asked.

“I don’t know a lot about dressing brands. Any suggestions?” Abigail stopped in her tracks and asked.

said, “Some brands are better and not so

he saw the duo, he quickly

the act. They made the salad, and Scarlett asked Abigail to share it with her. Abigail only had a part of it, but she realized it was a big part. Once they were done cating. Analise and Sean came in with lunch

you

on with your family, so she told

Can you stop

I was just telling

placed the lunch boxes on the nightstand, then, she opened them up It’s dinner for you and your wife I met some pasta and soup Have

she huddled

to eat?” Sean opened up the lunch

starving.” Abigail loved her grandmother’s pasta and arancini. The elderly woman was great at making

Scarlett was huddling closer to Lawrence’s lunch box, Lawrence asked, “I thought you’d only have salad

keeping myself in shape anymore, so…” She couldn’t eat it, but it was

her some pasta. “Have a taste. Have more if you like

digging

going?” Analise suddenly asked

“Josh called the mortuary and ordered a funeral package. He picked the coffin, and now he’s waiting for Lawrence

well. Just get some rest here for the night