“There’s something wrong with our connection,” Rita said into the phone to her adult daughter, “It sounded like ‘Please take Dad for two weeks to convalesce from hip surgery.’”
“I can’t, Mom. I have the kids. Bunny kicked him out. She caught him with the pretty ski pro right before he fell.”
Rita’s mind flashed to a cartoon of wife # 4 chucking her ex into the snow. She willed herself not to laugh. The man who broke her heart now broke his hip and was old and alone.
“I’ll think about it,” she lied.
Karma was delicious.
“I can’t, Mom. I have the kids. Bunny kicked him out. She caught him with the pretty ski pro right before he fell.”
Rita’s mind flashed to a cartoon of wife # 4 chucking her ex into the snow. She willed herself not to laugh. The man who broke her heart now broke his hip and was old and alone.
“I’ll think about it,” she lied.
Karma was delicious.
