by LJ Frank
Wednesday evening. I was in New York City meeting with a colleague when she text: please call me! It sounded urgent. Within the hour I was in my hotel room. I called. Her voice message: I’m indisposed. Will return your call as soon as possible.
Today is Friday. She called.
I left him a few weeks ago.
It was mostly physical. I married him the first day in June. Forty-one days and five hours later …was…well, long enough. He wasn’t as advertised. But then, neither am I.
I read some place there was a Wedlease contract couples could sign and their marriage was good for six months up to three or five years with a renewable clause.
In my case. a ninety day warranty might have been appropriate.
I thought you knew.
Not about this recent marriage.
He was my third husband in ten years.
How can I help?
I’m in Las Vegas.
I met someone…refreshing.
You met someone?
Yeah. Would you like to join us?
What? I’m your former therapist and…
And that makes it all the more interesting.