Ben nudged forward, “I’d love that.” He paused for a second. “Okay, since we are being personal with our questions, are you separated or divorced?”
“I hate to talk or even think of my terrible marriage.” She glanced at him, “I’m divorced,” she replied with a nod, then at once glanced at the floor to avoid making further eye contact.
“I apologize for bringing it up.”
“Oh, it’s okay. I thought I picked the greatest guy and was mistaken to think that our love would have lasted forever. The longer we stayed married, the more I grew to despise him.” Her lips puckered with annoyance.
Maybe she would tell him how she felt as her expression changed. “You want to explain,” Ben touched the sleeve of her blouse.
“What I experienced with my husband, Eli, was awful.” Her response exploded from her
