Once Divorced, Twice Married

husband isn't enough,

ra's

I turned to the other side of the bed and f

just spend the time alone? So why are you actin

eady late for work. Plus, my head was kil

feet to the bathroom. If only not for this up

sheet so I hurried to the sink and release

ears. I couldn't comprehend whether those te

ything I ate from yesterday's meal. I sat on the bathroo

" I yelled, knowing that Joha

to my little peanut, "Hey bud, sorry. Mommy's

reen was blinking on and off. Someone must have c

ed him back. He answered real quickly a

p?" I said in

en he chuckled, "D

wiping some wate

your side," then he laughed again. But my sile

thinking of calling in s

bring you to your doctor?" his voice was worr

fine. So the reas

ift prepar

t for

e talking about divorce yesterday, so here's why. Since I am in a meeting the whole day, I already asked Jon

o give me anything anymore.

nated on my speakerphone, "If you don't want to accept just bec

ance to decline or refuse, that's why the onl

m. But because of what happened, he won't be getting it ever. So wh

saw were ingredients for baking a cake, "Oh grea

didn't have much time. So I ins

cidentally saw in his drawer, and how much

almond flour and some natural sweet

, Kendra!" I che

of the oven tinged. And so did

ped the freshly-baked cake I w

d. So I went straight and

sual get-up and had his hands occupied left and right,

n, my boss asked me to delive

ng and asked him to come in,

he sat down in one of

and while brewing some tea, I he

ival to Johann while I gently pl

hand and he

ething else so I excused my

ones's eyes widened while they were f

talking to, "Err, Sir Petersen, you

e loudspeaker button, so

give them back, give it away or th

rsh, inconsiderat

corner of the box. My heart constricted. Not only d

to cry. Jones saw how teary I became,

. Petersen. Uh, sir, your

didn't cha

knew those things. Anyway, thank