The Price of Friendship

“I know, I know,” Lydia said, waving her hand. “It’s no wonder he’s your ex-husband. What kind of an asshole, an idiot... I mean, how did you even get married to that tool?”

I just stood there. No idea how to answer her. No words. No excuses. She took a deep breath and kept going, earnest and wide open.

“I get it,” she said. “I really do. And I understand why you divorced him. The man is pure viol