Jim had invited 3 guys he worked with over to play cards. I'd met the guys and I didn't mind. They were nice enough. They were polite to me and it was Jim's home and he was welcome to have his friends here.
The night started out normally. I welcomed the guys and got some snacks. They sat around the table talking and playing cards while I went in the other room to watch TV. It wasn't a party or anything. No one drank to excess. I was meeting people so, of course, I had on a nice pair of jeans, brushed my hair, and a little makeup, but nothing I wouldn't wear to the grocery store.
Generally I could hear what the guys were saying. I usually didn't pay attention, this time, one of the guys, Enrique, started talking about a friend of his who was getting divorced. He had to pay alimony and chi
