I take the stand in District Court. I'm nervous, but that shot of Butterscotch schnapps took the edge off. I answer Yes, yes, that is true, yes, so many times I stopped listening to the questions. Sometimes, when my lawyer talks, in my mind it sounds like an old vinyl 45 record going really slow. Blah, blah blah, blah. The judge says something and I am transported back to real time.
The Judge signs the divorce decree. Thank you you may step down.
Later we sit next to each other at a boy scout function. He doesn't bring it up. Doesn't say much. "Did the pop machine take a dollar?" he says.
We walk out with our son. He says, "Your going to the graduation party aren't you?" "Yeah" I say.
"Wanna ride together in my car?" he asks. "Yeah, okay" I say. Our son talks all the way during the 15 minute drive.
We get to the party, everybody is glad to see us, "Glad you could make it!" We visit with others, make small talk about our son. Laugh, tell funny stories for about an hour. "Hey, what's new?" my best friend asks.
"Not much, we got a divorce today" I say. "Really, wow you would never know! You guys act just like you always do,..hey did you try the dessert?" she says and walks away.
We drive home, no one talks, just like we always do. He drops us off. We say "See ya later" to each other. He leaves. Nothing has changed, but it has.