Today I eavesdropped on a conversation between my mom and a neighbor. She was talking about her ex-husband, about how he left her for a younger, "flashier" woman. The kind that goes tanning, gets drunk, and "party's." She said they didn't even fight as a couple, and then one day he just wanted someone else. She didn't seem that upset about it. Though apparently the kids took it badly. She went on the "people store" and met "some very nice people." My mom was asking her questions and I could tell she had the same reaction as me..."what! How do you recover from that? Who gives your bitch-slut husband the right!" But truly she was fine. walking her dog, and talking too much about menopause, gyno-visits, and her job, the one she's been at for almost 25 years and how much she is looking forward to retiring and how glad she is for the day off...
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