Chapter Nine
My Ex Wife
“So, Brent, do you want to come in for a nightcap?”
I did and for the life of me I didn’t understand why. I had divorced this woman three years ago and had not seen her since, until tonight. Three days ago, out of the blue, she called and suggested we get together for dinner and ‘catch up on old times’. I was between girlfriends and bored and thought it might be fun to see how far downhill her life had gone without me. The evening had not gone as I had envisioned it.
For starters she had lost the hundred extra pounds she was carrying when we split. But it wasn’t just that. She was not the same woman. The dumpy, boring, timid, slow witted, poorly dressed, housewife that I had divorced had been replaced with a smart, vivacious, well dressed, sexy, woman-of-the-wor
