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“I didn’t know that.”
“She hates the bastard just as much as I do. But keeping things cordial with them means that she can keep tabs on where he is for me.”
“If I manage to get a friend half as good as Madge, I’ll consider myself lucky.”
“What about Mia?”
“Mia would kill him on sight. She’d be no good at spying.”
“Sounds like she’s an even better friend than Madge,” she says, waggling her eyebrows.
I shouldn’t laugh, but I do anyway.
Gallows humor is better than tears, I guess.
I swallow hard and muster up the courage to get the conversation back on track.
“So, where is he?”
“California.”
That’s all the way across the country. You can handle that.
“Do you know if he’s planning on heading our way? Did Madge say anything about what his plans might be?” I ask anxiously.
She frowns. “I’m not sure. All she said was that he’s flying in from Japan and lands sometime tomorrow. She wasn't entirely sure why he was here but figured it was probably business related.”
Life really fucking sucks.
After one of my last interactions with him, I got emergency surgery to save my baby, strict bed rest until I was due to give birth, and an expedited divorce.
He got court mandated anger management, a promotion at his father’s company, and a seven-figure salary.
Allegedly, the increased responsibility will leave less room in his life for mischief—at least that's what Madge had told my mother.
So now he gets to jet set all over the globe working in a position he didn’t earn to help clear his head after that “unfortunate incident”.
I get to work in a kitchen getting pelted with nearly nonstop verbal abuse to help feed my son.
Why does he get to travel the world on business instead of being in jail?
I’m so glad you asked.
It’s because the family lawyer was able to convince the judge that one “unfortunate loss of temper” shouldn’t ruin such a fine, upstanding young man’s life.
Nothing ever seems to stick to him.
The man got his parental rights stripped away by a judge and had to give me half his net worth in the divorce, but it didn't even matter.
The very next day after the wire transfer went through, his father gave him that promotion.
With that new salary, he would be able to replenish what he'd lost in less than six months. So his punishment—if you could even call it that—had absolutely no impact on him.
What about his son? Surely, that was a punishment, right?
Based on what I heard on the way to the car that day, his family considered it a bonus.
We were a few rows away from them so there was no doubt they wanted us to hear what was said.
