99 Divorce Agreements
On the very night Finn Chapman's first love got divorced, he threw the ninety-ninth divorce agreement at me.
"Lisa's heart is broken. She can't move on. I have to take care of her," he said.
Even our seven-year-old son tried to persuade me.
"You should just agree to the divorce and leave," he told me. "Let Lisa move in. We don't need a maid like you anymore."
Both father and son were certain I'd scream, cry, beg them not to throw me out.
But I didn't. I simply nodded, quietly signed my name on the divorce papers, and left.
Ten years later, my son became the top scorer on the SATs. During an interview, a reporter asked him, "What has motivated you to study so hard all these years?"
He went silent for a moment. Then, in front of everyone, his eyes turned red.
"Because I wanted to tell my mom," he said, voice trembling, "I've grown up now. Will you come back? Please don't leave me again."