her to witness. Her tears were wetting the shirt on my chest and leaking threw to my bare skin.
“Dad please , stop loving Kari. Please stop! She doesn’t love you anymore.”
Her words provoked me to tears. I was so embarrassed by my actions. I was so moved by the simplicity of her words. Clearly, Kari doesn’t love me anymore. She doesn’t love me anymore. Kari doesn’t love me anymore. Why am I the last one that realizes this? Why does it still hurt so bad ly after all these months?
***
I t took a few days but I finally moved all my things out of her place. I don’t know why I took all the pictures of us together. I don’t know why I wanted to be reminded of the time we shared together. I should have burned the pictures but instead I packed them up and took them with me. I don’t know why but I was having a hard time understanding myself and who I was as a man since the breakup.
Breakup seems so odd when we never actually broke up. Kari just disappeared and returned married to Mason. It doesn’t seem like reality. It seems like some cable scripted reality TV show. This kind of bullshit doesn’t happen to people like me.
I rented a cozy three bedroom condo a few towns closer to the city. I was on a six-month lease. I had planned on moving back to Bolingcreek once my baby was born.
It wasn’t my weekend to watch Caleb but I didn’t have any problem keeping my kids. Sienna was old enough to stay home alone and she refused to come over because her teenage life always took precedent over spending time with dear old dad.
Diana was going to Jamaica with her plastic surgeon so I had two-parent duty for the next five days. I wasn’t in the mood to see Diana but she was dropping Caleb off on her way to the airport.
I buzzed her up and helped Caleb with his suitcase. Diana walked into my condo without an invitation. She was going form room to room looking around. Caleb had gone upstairs to his room leaving me alone with my ex-wife. I just stood at the front door in the foyer waiting for Diana to leave my condo.
“So Jack.” She donned that catty smirk that I didn’t miss one bit.
“So Diana.” I raised my chin. What was she up to?
“This place is nice, looks very expensive.” Diana started playing with her long blonde hair.
I shrugged. What does it matter? “I guess. It costs a pretty nickel.”
“So Sienna tells me you’re still hurting over the black girl.”
“Kari.”
“Yeah her. She also told me the little slut is pregnant.”
What? How does Sienna know that? I never told her. “Yeah Kari is pregnant but I never told Sienna.”
“She listens in on your cell phone conversations when you think she has her headphones on.”
“She does?”
“Yes, she does it to me all the time.” Diana shrugged.
“I didn’t know that.”
“Don’t you think you’re a little old for a baby?”
“Diana not now. Not ever.” I was exhausted thinking and talking about my situation.
“I’m sorry honey. I knew you really loved her. She was beneath you. She’s not our kind of people. She is the fool.”
“That was almost a nice thing to say.” I think. I’m not sure if Diana was being racist or not.
“You know I can be nice when I want to.”
“Yeah I know.”
“ I have something that will make you feel better.” She smiled. She rarely did that in my presence.
Diana turned around and stuck her ass out at me. She lifted her skirt and she wasn’t wearing any panties. Her ass was pushed out in my direction. She spread her legs and rested her hands on the table in the foyer.
“What are you doing?”
“Come on. One fuck for old times sake. You need to release to move on.”
“Diana.”
“Come on Jack. Spit on my asshole and fuck me in the ass.”
Huh? “Caleb is right upstairs.”
“He’s not coming down if you hurry the hell up. Don’t think. Just fuck.”
I thought about what she was offering and I hadn’t even used my cock for recreational purposes since
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