Lament of An Easy Man

Let’s have an amicable divorce, she said. I thought she was taking it well. Congratulated myself on not sure what. At least there will be no problems here, she said. She is even keel. Calm, reserved. I feel okay about my affair now. We are still best friends right? This seemed a bit over the top. But I agreed. Thus, when the hell cat came to court Snarling, snapping and screaming I did not recognize her Nor was I prepared in any way.