I had imagined him awkward.

Defensive.

Guilty.

Overfriendly.

I had imagined him asking to hold a baby before knowing which one he was reaching for.

I had not imagined the simplicity of telling me to continue doing what he had already left me to do.

Then he mentioned divorce and the house, and I gave the answer that made him think the hard part was over.

“Of course, sweetheart.”