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            I squashed the flash of sympathy I felt for him. It might explain why, but it did not begin to excuse the way he had used me.

            “It is in the cards, though uncertain as yet. You sound surprise to me?”

            “I am.”

            Not as surprised as I had been when I had learned that the couple who had seemed a perfect match on every level were breaking up. Until the moment that the divorce had been announced, I had expected a dramatic reconciliation, but the Sancho divorce, like the break-up. Had been low key and bizarrely amicable based on what they called a mutual decision.

            But had that mutual, civilized, still-good-friend