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cheating on her and ending their marriage.
    Oh, screw peaceful and relaxing , her inner mind snapped. There’d be plenty of time for that later. She’d stick with the condescension because that’s just the kind of mood Mode put her in anymore.
    So far in the conversation, he’d rambled on about himself for at least six minutes, giving her information about his upcoming tour and problems with the guest bathroom’s pipes in her old, their old house.
    “Lizey?” he asked, his chipper tone falling an octave. “I asked if you were settling in down there.”
    “Fine and dandy,” she replied tightly. “I’m assuming you’re settling into little old Jennifer.”
    “Jennifer’s fine,” he replied, not losing the smile from his voice but speaking slowly, as though speaking to an insolent child. “Are you sure you’re holding up? It’s an awfully big house for just one person and you’re not used to being by yourself and having to do things alone.”
    Except for all those weeks you went off and left me alone while you were on tour , she mentally snapped back at him. “I’m fine,” she replied instead. “I like being by myself. At least I know I am in good company.”
    “But still…you know you can always come back up here when you’re ready. Your mom or sister will be sure to take you in and help you.”
    Every hair on Liza’s head rose to angry attention. You don’t even know who I am , she wanted to scream at the top of her lungs. You never let me be myself so you don’t know what I am capable of! Don’t you remember? Don’t you remember that first year and what…?
    Her silence appeared to make him nervous. “Is there anything I can do for you on my end? Any way I can help you with, you know, official business?”
    What he really wanted to know was if he could do anything to help her clear the rest of her part of their storage unit out faster. If he could do anything to stop the loose ends of mail she figured were still being delivered to his house. If there was anything he could do to speed up the divorce process…
    He was asking if he could do anything to help cut their ties to each other quicker.
    “Not a darn thing,” she said. “I’m moving just as fast as I can.”
    “Oh! I know you are! I didn’t mean to imply that you were dragging your heels or anything,” he said smoothly.
    Yeah, the way you didn’t drag your heels when you invited your mistress to move in with you before I’d even packed my suitcase , she thought wryly.
    “Now we’ll be out of town for all of next month,” he said. “I’m going on tour with the group and we have sixteen dates on the west coast. So if there’s anything you need from up here–“
    “You telling me so that I can come up then and you two won’t have to run into me?” she finished for him. “Because I can tell you now that I won’t be coming up there until after Christmas, probably. I have to start working on my business this week. I have men coming in next week to start construction and I can’t leave them alone without any supervision.”
    Liza, who’d sat through most of the conversation feeling a bit depressed, straightened her back now, proud at how official she’d sounded. Ha! Take that. I have work, too!
    “No! That’s not what I meant at all. I just meant that Larry and Sheila next door have the spare key,” he replied, his voice beginning to sound a little strained.
    Liza was now confused. Her mind began to spin as she traveled backwards in time to the incident involving the house key and the ensuing argument. “Well, I still have my key. Remember? I tried to return it to you and you wouldn’t accept it. You brought it to my apartment and said that I needed to keep it until everything was final, until the house was completely in your name.”
    “Yes, well, we um…” Mode let his voice trail off his until his end of the line fell uncomfortably silent. It was in the silence that the implication of what he was saying struck