I didn’t pay much attention to the two women who sat near me at dinner. They weren’t eating anything, but they sat talking quietly in the dining room. It was a slow night, so the fast food restaurant was almost empty.
One of the women stood — almost nervously — as a man came in to join them. He had the air of someone who liked to give orders and who thought he should be obeyed. It wasn’t a friendly meeting.
“Why is she here?” the man hissed angrily to the woman who was still seated.
“Holly asked me to come so she wouldn’t be alone,“ the standing woman replied in a tone that made it sound as though she was trying to avoid trouble.
The man sat at the table and I couldn’t hear exactly where the conversation went at first. The seated woman pulled some papers out from a manilla envelope. She pushed the documents toward the man without much explanation.
Everything suddenly clicked. Holly and the angry man were starting to go through a divorce.

Plans change and people hurt us, but we often need to start over
I have new book coming about living well in a broken culture
Is it just coincidence that my surgeries come when I’m alone?
In a relationship, some words more important than ‘I love you’
I’m exhausted and numb from placing trust in the wrong people
Not happy with your life? Change your narrative, change your life
Alternative cultures exist because mainstream culture is alienating