Joanne Brennan — The Husband Who Thought He Could Come Home
He looked thinner, and his jacket hung strangely on his shoulders.
For a moment I remembered buttoning the same collar before our anniversary dinner the previous spring.
He offered a nervous smile.
“You look nice.”
“Thank you.”
We sat on opposite sides of a long table while the attorneys reviewed the outstanding issues: remaining account disclosures, personal property, support questions, and how to finish the dissolution efficiently if we could agree on all terms.
Roger’s attorney acknowledged receipt of the deed and buyout records.