The Ex, Part I – The End
Yes, I know it has been four years since my last story. I’m sorry. That having been said, this piece is the beginning of something… I am not sure what. It’s dark, but not too dark. Any ideas where I should go with it? The divorce was hard, harder than anything I ever want to go through again. My ex was angry, and spiteful, and, in the end, got everything: the house, the car, and both daughters. I crashed on my friend’s couch for a month before I could afford a place of my own. During that time, I barely left the house except to go to work, and there my performance dropped off. I had an understanding employer, luckily, but I did have more than a few sit downs with her to “try and …