I was still single, and I had been since the week before my lottery win. At that time my wife of six years had finally decided she wanted to be young and free again, and in the ultimate irony I had left the court room much poorer and single, and had immediately bought the ticket that fixed everything my wife hated. She hadn't liked that I was fat, but then again so was she. She hadn't liked the amount I drank, but she drank too, and she hadn't liked my job that kept me away from home so regularly. Our s*x life had almost dried up entirely, and I think she was too nervous about being caught to have an affair. I had decided I could quite happily live without it, so I hadn't gone looking elsewhere while we were married either.
Since the divorce my hard physical work had toughened and toned m
