And One Last Thing ... by Molly Harper
By Molly Harper
"If Singletree’s basically florist didn’t carry her posies half-drunk, i'd nonetheless be married to that floor-licking, scum-sucking, receptionist-nailing hack-accountant, Mike Terwilliger." Lacey Terwilliger’s surprise and humiliation over her husband’s philandering advised her so as to add a few bonus fabric to Mike’s corporation e-newsletter: attractive Technicolor descriptions of the designated model of "administrative aid" his receptionist offers him. The targeted mass electronic mail to Mike’s relations, pals, and consumers blows up in her face, and sooner than you will say "instant city legend," Lacey has develop into the pariah of her small Kentucky city, a media punch line, and the defendant in Mike’s defamation lawsuit. Her doubtless excellent lifestyles up in flames, Lacey retreats to her family’s lakeside cabin, in basic terms to come across an irritating neighbor named Monroe. A hunky crime novelist with a low tolerance for drama, Monroe isn't really delighted a few newly divorced girl relocating in round the corner. yet with time, beer, and a reveal door to the nostril, a wary friendship develops into whatever infinitely extra pleasant. Lacey has to decide approximately her long term dwelling preparations, although. may still she take a task writing caustic divorce newsletters for paying consumers, or movement on together with her personal lifestyles, pursuing extra literary aspirations? Can she locate happiness with a guy who tells her what he thinks and never what she desires to listen? and may she ever be capable of face up to announcing one . . . final . . . factor?
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Vernon said in a phone interview. ‘She was just pushed too far. And yes, she overreacted a little bit. It happens to the best of us, but I don’t want to comment. Of course, if Mike didn’t want to be publicly embarrassed, he shouldn’t have run around town chasing some hussy like his pants were on fire … but I don’t want to comment. I just wish people would mind their own business. ” My mother cringed as I made a sound somewhere between a groan and call of a dying crane. “I declined comment! ” she cried.
As I watched my parents’ marriage from a newly enlightened adult perspective, I noticed little things about them I hadn’t before. Little things, like when my dad got my morn a glass of water, he ran the tap for a while, to make sure he was getting her the coldest, least faucet-tasting water possible. Mike used to just stick a glass under the tap. My parents had that something. Something Mike and I didn’t have. I didn’t know what it was and that was what was driving me insane. I’m not going to say Mike was a total monster.
I said, slapping at the protective arm slung around my breasts. He winced and let go, letting me slip under the water again. I considered staying there for a moment, just to prevent the conversation that would follow. But ultimately I bobbed up and got my own grip on the staircase. ” he grunted, hauling himself out of the water. His jeans dragged low on his hips under the soggy weight of the denim. He plopped down on the dock and slicked his hair out of his face. I stayed in the water for the sake of cover, blushing as I tried to explain.