My husband invited his ex-wife to his birthday dinner because, according to him, she was “still part of the family.

I think that man did not want either of us to be finished with him.

I think he liked a kitchen with two women’s names in it, and a birthday with both of them at the table, and he found a way to have it that did not require him to do anything at all — which is, I have come to understand, the only method he has ever had for anything
And the five days between the copies and the dinner, which are the ones that would hang me.

I had them done on the sixth of October at a place on Ellersby high street that does certified copies for about four pounds a time.

Fourteen plus two. Sixty-four pounds.

And the woman behind that counter asked me, in the way they do, whether I wanted them in a wallet.

And I said envelopes, please. Cream if you’ve got them.

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