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...driving past our house the last two days. It looks like something from the Brass Age, all shiny white with gold trim. Today I noticed that it was not just driving by on the main road; it turned at our corner, coming out from our own neighborhood before heading down the larger road.
So I went for a walk.
A few houses down the road I came upon two women talking. Our neighborhood is mostly retirees, and these two appeared to be no exception. They recognized me and chatted about the weather, and I confessed that I was out walking hoping to catch "that AMAZING antique car" on its way back.
"Oh, that's Bob." "He's getting divorced." "Yep, he's divorcing me!"
She said this in the most cheerful and offhand way.
The next few comments were a cascade of oversharing, which I will spare you. I was flummoxed. Worst of all, hiding under the part of me that was blushing with my hand over my mouth and looking for a graceful exit, part of me was thinking: "So, which of you is getting the house? Will that car be leaving the neighborhood?"
I never did find out exactly which house the car is from; the soon-to-be-divorcée was chatting with her neighbor at that neighbor's house. And of course I couldn't ask!
So I went for a walk.
A few houses down the road I came upon two women talking. Our neighborhood is mostly retirees, and these two appeared to be no exception. They recognized me and chatted about the weather, and I confessed that I was out walking hoping to catch "that AMAZING antique car" on its way back.
"Oh, that's Bob." "He's getting divorced." "Yep, he's divorcing me!"
She said this in the most cheerful and offhand way.
The next few comments were a cascade of oversharing, which I will spare you. I was flummoxed. Worst of all, hiding under the part of me that was blushing with my hand over my mouth and looking for a graceful exit, part of me was thinking: "So, which of you is getting the house? Will that car be leaving the neighborhood?"
I never did find out exactly which house the car is from; the soon-to-be-divorcée was chatting with her neighbor at that neighbor's house. And of course I couldn't ask!
