The jilted husband made another circuit around River-Run. He was still wearing their ring --he looked down at the rocks she sat for pictures with yellow flowers braided in her hair. One round was about a quarter-mile --he was on his 15th with each step being a penance; his fuming mind, his priest. He reclined on a picnic table in the center of the circuit, exhausted from grief, sorrow, anger, and jealousy. He told the interloper that he'd "tear his f*king face off." She used his bombast to defend her cuckoldry, though the chicken and egg wasn't an enigma in this soap opera. Breaking up is excellent for weight loss; he was down 40 lbs in less than a month. The ring slipped off his reduced finger into the uncut grass. He spat at the thought of another divorce & wished she'd reconsider, fancying he could simply forgive. He yearned for her, cuddled in their bed, but he'd already lost the "their" forever.
Excellent for Weight Loss