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headed off to a table
in the corner.
    “Easier said than done,”
I whispered to myself.
       I collected my order and moved back into the bar’s hub. On my way
to the table, I realized that Josh had moved from the bar and he was now
sitting at one of the high tables alone with a mug of beer in hand. He smiled
at me as I passed and instinctively I glanced at Paul. His eyes were fixed on
me and I realized he was trying to get my attention. I ignored him and
pretended to be busy wiping down an empty table.
    “Hey, Elizabeth,” Joni
said from behind me.
    I turned. “What’s up?”
    “Paul wants you.”
    I narrowed my eyes at him
and turned back to Joni. “Can’t you wait on him?”
    “I can,” she replied.
“And I tried, but he wants you.”
    “What an asshole.”
    “Sorry, hon,” Joni said
sympathetically. “But he’s known for causing scenes and I’d rather avoid one.”
    “I know,” I sighed. “It’s
fine, Joni. I’ll deal with it.”
    “Thanks, doll,” she said
as she turned and walked away.
       Sighing, I walked straight for Paul’s table. His pale-blue eyes
were fixed on me as I approached. I noticed that his blond hair was receding
slightly at the top and I felt a surge of malicious pleasure at the sight. I
recalled a time when he had been passably good looking, back when he played
football and he thought he was going to be someone.
    “What do you want?” I
asked hotly.
    “Aw come on, Ellie,” he
said. “Why do you have to be that way?”
       “My name is Elizabeth,” I said firmly. “And I’m ‘that way’ because
you’re a pain in my ass. Seriously, the whole point of getting divorced is that
you don’t see each other after the fact.”
    “Can’t we be one of those
friendly divorced couples?” he asked seriously. “You know: the kind that get
along?”
    I raised my eyebrows with
incredulity. “Are you serious?”
    “What–?”
    I slammed my hands on his
table and leaned in. “Do you recall how you treated me when we were married?”
    He smiled as though I was
making a joke. “Come on, Elizabeth; you know I didn’t mean those things.”
    “Then why did you say
them?” I demanded.
    “You know me: when I get
angry, I just—”
    “Go fucking insane?” I suggested.
    “I get carried away.”
    “That’s a neat and tidy
way of putting it,” I said. “After everything you put me through, the least you
can do now is to leave me alone now.”
    “You know I still care
about you,” Paul said as he tried to reach for my hand.
    I shook him off and
stared down at him. “I wish the feeling were mutual.”
       Paul sat back as his smile grew wider. “Have you noticed that
there’s still all this sexual tension between us?”
    I shook my head at him in
disgust. “You just come in here to piss me off, don’t you?”
    “I come in here for
beer,” he said.
    “Great,” I said. “I’ll go
and get you one now.”
    I turned on my heels before he could stop me and
walked over to the bar. Heather came forward. “Everything all right?” she
asked.
    “Same old bullshit,” I
said in frustration.
    “He’s not drunk is he?”
    “Not yet,” I replied
darkly.
       I got the beer and went back to his table. He was looking at me
with that smug smile still playing on his face and I couldn’t help but wonder
what had induced me to marry him in the first place. Scared of answering my own
internal question, I refocused my thoughts and slammed the beer down onto the
table so that a little sloshed out onto the table.
    “There,” I said. “Now
drink and leave.”
       Before he could say another word, I veered off in the opposite
direction and tried to distract myself with work. I had to remind myself not to
glance back at Paul. He might misconstrue the dark looks I wanted to send in
his direction.
    “Are you all right?”
       I turned, realizing that Josh was still hanging around and he had
probably noticed my less than warm exchange with Paul. “Oh … yeah, of