It probably was. I was a fucking idiot. An asshole. All those names that she’d called me and others had called me over the years.“I had no idea, J...nnifer. Why didn’t you tell me?”“I couldn’t. I was afraid of how you would react. You were so volatile and couldn’t see your own mistakes. Every time I confronted you about things, you freaked out and had one of your dramatic incidents. I don’t know why I stayed with you back then. I should have broken up with you, but for some reason, I came back. " You gave a brief summary, not the full story." Let me get the coffee first." Don't wait for that to start bubbling, start now, from the beginning,what were you wearing your little black dress or the red one."The percolator started issuing its Columbian finest so I started layingout the cups, "Neither, I wore my black skirt, the full circle one and atulle petticoat." You were going dancing?" No but those skirts also qualify as smart casual, summer evening wear orleg flashers in a jive or Latin. He was pleased that the work arrangement was serving its purpose.Mike asked, “Would you like to go into the office and catch up on some paperwork?”Groaning at the thought of walking all the way to the back of the store rather than at having to work on paperwork, Jerry said, “I guess.”Walking with a slow and careful pace, he headed to the office followed by Mike and Karen. Opening the door, he was surprised to find that his desk had a computer on it. He frowned as he hobbled over to his desk and. Very proud of our success, we strode to the table and had meatballs and macaroni.The next morning I was proudly walking up to Clara I said, “This is already in the proper order, Dear. I will have binder covers to you by the end of the day. I need 150 complete copies please. Have fun.”I took her hand and gave it a kiss and said ‘Goodbye.’The evening before, I ordered 160 covers from a local supply store to be delivered directly to the school. I wanted her to have enough, just in case.I went.