Eight Divorces Too Many
PantaloonMarriageWinning Back the HusbandRegretMale POVUnattainable LoveIndependenceTragic LoveFeel-Good StoryMelodramatic
Charlotte Crowe's childhood sweetheart started acting up again, which meant she was ready to divorce me again.
By then, I had gone numb. I looked at her calmly and said, "This will be the eighth time."
Guilt crossed her face as she looked at me, her eyes full of helplessness and pleading.
"Gregory, I don't have a choice. You know Victor talks about killing himself every day. I can't just ignore him. But don't worry. As soon as I calm Victor down, we'll get married again."
I said nothing.
She had said the same thing to me more times than I could count.
We got married eight times and got divorced eight times.
Even the courthouse staff knew me by now. Behind my back, they said we practically kept the divorce court in business.
With the freshly issued divorce papers in my hand, a staff member behind me asked curiously, "So when are you coming back for your next remarriage?"
I gave a faint shake of my head.
"There won't be a next time."
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