I’m Sorry

Charles noticed the Mercedes she’d been using parked in his driveway when he got home from work. He hoped she was collecting some of her things. He’d finally had enough of her bullshit, drunken foolishness. He parked his car on the street so she’d have to make a concerted effort to damage both of them during her exit. He walked up the long driveway of his suburban, country club home. I don’t feel like dealing […]