Chapter 5
“You want another beer?” Dusty asked his friend Mark. He’d just leaned into the refrigerator to get one for himself.
“Sure, thanks.” Mark smiled a little sadly from his seat on the sofa in Dusty’s apartment.
Mark had been his friend since their days waiting tables at a seafood restaurant. Back then, Mark had a beautiful wife, Vanessa, who always insisted she could set Dusty up with the perfect man.
Now, Mark and Vanessa were divorced and he got to see his four year old son every other week.
He handed Mark a beer bottle and took his seat next to him on the couch. “How are you doing?”
“All right I guess. I can’t believe she married someone else already.” Mark stared down at the beer in his grasp. His dark brown eyes were suspiciously watery.
Today, of course, had been Vaness
