He Thought He Took Half My Business in the Divorce Until One Transaction Proved Him Wrong

spotted him through a taxi window working as a leasing agent for a strip mall developer in New Jersey. The bespoke suits were gone. The chest out swagger was gone. He wore an ill fitting jacket and carried a clipboard, and his face had the vacant, exhausted look of a man who had rigged a game and lost to himself.

I felt nothing when I heard it. Not continue reading …