"I want a divorce," One sentence, that was all that it had taken to destroy Deacon Roth from within.
In fact, it had not been just that one sentence.
It had been the way that Haley had looked at him as she'd said it. Calm, disinterested. Her tone had been the same one that many people used when they said things like
'Do not make a scene,'.
'Let's not make this a bigger deal than it really is,'.
"I want a divorce,".
His wife had said those words with all of the calmness of somebody ordering a meal at a restaurant.
'I will have the char grilled octopus and a side of divorce, please,'.
