My ex-husband invited me to his Halloween party just to remind me that no man would ever want me again, so I asked an old friend to pretend to be my boyfriend. He arrived wearing a mask, and Jason laughed when he saw us together, but when my date removed his mask, Jason and his new wife went pale.
A week before Halloween, my ex-husband invited me to a party and managed to insult me in the process.
“Christy and I are throwing a Halloween party at our new house,” Jason announced.
“Don’t worry, you can come alone. Nobody expects you to have anyone anyway.”
“Sounds fun.”
“All the parents are coming as couples. But don’t worry, you can come alone. Nobody expects you to have anyone anyway.”
I stared at the pumpkin on my counter.
“Was that supposed to be kind?”
“Christy says you’re sensitive about these things. I’m trying to make it easy.”
After fifteen years, I recognized an insult dressed as a favor.
With two kids and a full-time job, apparently I was also supposed to look twenty-five forever.
We’d been divorced for six months. I’d discovered his affair with Christy, his younger secretary, the previous winter. He never apologized.
“I told you to lose the baby weight faster,” he said. “Men are visual. I want an attractive woman by my side, and you’re not that anymore.”
With two kids and a full-time job, apparently I was also supposed to look twenty-five forever.
I didn’t miss him. I missed the person I thought he’d been.
Jason told people we’d “grown apart.” Whenever I objected, he warned against upsetting the kids. Our daughter, Ava, began anxiously watching our faces.
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