The Divorce Papers Arrived Three Days After My Numbers Finally Matched

He sat back.

The chair creaked.

His office was small enough that the sound filled the room.

There was a stack of files on the corner of his desk and a rent notice under a paperweight shaped like a gavel.

I pretended not to see the rent notice.

He pretended I hadn’t seen it.

“Go on,” he said.

“Every lottery ticket I ever bought,” I said, “I signed on the back.”