Ex-husband, Step Aside
I reply, “but I don’t remember asking for it.”
Her smile fades. She tries to recover. “You think you’ve won something by walking around looking powerful?” I shake my head. “No,” I say, “I’ve just stopped losing.”
For a moment, she doesn’t move. I can see her searching for something else to throw. I wait, silent, patient.
Finally, she whispers, “You’ll always be the woman he left.” I step closer and meet her eyes. “And you’ll always be the woman he’ll leave,” I answer.