I Ended The Credit Card After The Divorce And Told My Ex What I Had Held In For Years

a declined card at a luxury department store was the kind of wound that required immediate retaliation. I was still barefoot. Still holding the coffee I had not finished. The divorce papers were sitting in a neat cream envelope on the entryway table where I had left them after signing. Stamped. Filed. Final.

I could hear Teresa’s voice through the door continue reading …