“She said it was in...inaportimate." "Inappropriate?" "I guess." "Well, no such rules here," I said. "You go right ahead and watch whatever you want." "Yay!" he cheered. He raced into the living room and dove onto the couch, sending cushions flying. "Half an hour, bud," Chris called to him. "Then bedtime. You've had a long day today." "Awwww," Sam moaned, more because it was his duty as a child to do so, rather than out of any real regret. Then the TV bloomed to life and his expression softe...ned as he forgot what it was he was supposed to be disappointed about. I looked at Chris. "Real bitching session, huh? And in front of the kids. Nice." "It wasn't like that," he said, irritated. "Jenny asked me if we were getting a divorce, and Sam was there. I guess one of her friend's parents just filed a separation agreement, and the kids have been talking. It's natural for them to be concerned when they see us arguing as much as we have been." I nodded, and leaned back against the kitchen counter.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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