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affair. He would have died if he knew it was with someone on the job.
    And I think our other issue was jealousy and him wanting to compete with me. He was envious of the relationships I had with my parents and my sisters. He would always tell me I was lucky I had good parents, because his mother and father had neglected him and had let him raise himself. His parents chose drugs over him and I think he almost resented the fact that my parents were there for me. Then there were other signs throughout our entire relationship. For instance, if I said I was thinking about going to the gym, then he suddenly got interested in lifting weights. If I said I was thinking about buying something, he would go buy the bigger, better version. We were having a lot of problems, and we finally went to counseling. I thought it would save us, because for a little while everything got good again, but it didn’t last. Then reality set in: Phil would never get over the fact that another man had touched his wife.
    So, after all the cheating and counseling, we decided to just get a divorce. We agreed on no high lawyer fees; we did a do-it-yourself divorce. It wasn’t like we were rich, and we didn’t have a whole bunch of possessions. The only thing we gained in our marriage was our house. Our house was a brick single-family home in Cheltenham. It was on a tree-lined street, with a big front lawn and a double garage. It was a few minutes outside of Philly, but it seemed like it was miles away. Our neighborhood wasn’t affected by the recession, and we were fortunate enough to have equity in our house. I wanted to stay in the house, but we both needed the money to move on with our lives. We were going to split the profit and then go our separate ways. My share was twenty-five thousand dollars, and with that money I planned to find a house to rent, pay my daughter Mercedes’s tuition for the year, get a nice used car, fix my credit up, treat me and the kids to a few things, and put the rest up.
    In the meantime, while I waited to go to the real estate settlement, I got a temporary small apartment with a month-to-month lease and put most of my big things in storage. All of this divorce stuff was so aggravating. I regretted meeting and marrying my ex Phil. I regretted our big, expensive wedding. Had I known I would be divorced after only three years of marriage, we would have just said “I do” at city hall.
    During the drive home I realized Geneva was right; the summer was almost over and I hadn’t been anywhere. My rent was due, but I could pay my landlord as soon as I got back with my next check. I needed to go on this trip. I called Phil to find out our exact settlement date. I hated his voice, the way each syllable came out of his mouth.
    He didn’t say hello or anything. He just answered, “Yeah, we are going to the settlement sometime next week.”
    â€œOkay. Well, I wasn’t calling only about that. I was making sure you were okay, too.”
    â€œI’m fine. Yvette, don’t act like you like me or even care about me. When I get the exact date and time, I’ll call you,” he grumbled, and then the phone went silent. He was a nasty, miserable-ass man. That was exactly why I was happy. I wasn’t with him anymore.
    I dialed my mom to see if Brandon and Mercedes could stay with her and my father for a few days. My father answered the phone, and I put on my baby voice, which had worked on him since I was three.
    â€œDaddy, where’s Mommy?”
    â€œShe is in the living room. Why? What do you need?”
    â€œI don’t need anything, Daddy. I was just wondering if maybe the kids could come over for a few days.”
    â€œUh, I don’t see why not. Sure, no problem. Where are you going?”
    â€œJust getting out of town for a bit. You know, with the divorce and everything, Geneva thought it would be a good idea for us to get away and relax.”
    â€œYeah, that