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bra. “Scooch.” She then sat down with the men.
    “Is this a typical night for you guys? Drinking and waiting around for a woman to either walk through the door or not?”
    “No, not normally,” Dale answered.
    “We would’ve been sitting here though,” Lee added.
    “It’s been several days. Don’t you have lives?” They all hung their heads like puppies in trouble. “Of course you do. But you bet against me.”
    “No we bet to prove Mitch wrong,” Jim said.
    “You men. All you care about are games. Guess I’m going back to Oscar. At least he didn’t bet on me.” Liz left, shaking her ass, leaving behind the three to blame each other for upsetting her.
    When she sat, she held her finger to her lips to quiet Mitch and took a long drink of her cherry coke from the straw.
    “Thank you,” he mouthed.
    “You’re adorable, but you guys all need to learn how to act around women. Don’t any come in here?” Liz asked both men, but Mitch answered.
    “Sure, Dina, Gayle, and Helen, none of them are as striking as you.”
    “I bet you say that to all of them.”
    “No, honest.” His eyes widened and he crossed his heart.
    Liz knew Dina and could understand this reaction from Mitch. The other two names she didn’t recognize, but assumed they might be on the same level as Dina. She was getting a clearer picture of the Buckeye. Unlike Halloween when it was full of sexy college patrons, most of the week it was like this night. Open for the regulars. It was a decent place to have a drink, but no pick up joint.
    “Hey. Are you hungry?” Oscar asked, changing the subject.
    “I’d like chimichangas,” Mitch said.
    “We could stick around for tacos,” Jim boomed across the bar speaking for the trio.
    “I don’t see a kitchen. Where’s the food?”
    “It’s a short walk to Berto’s next door.” Oscar untied the black apron from his waist and set it on the counter. “Come on.”
    “We’re just going to leave? Who’s going to serve drinks?”
    “Mitch’s in charge.” Around the front side of the counter now, Oscar offered his arm to help Liz off the barstool.
    “Righty then. Tacos it is.” She slid off her seat and the two exited out the back door into the alley.

Chapter Fourteen

    Following the gravel alleyway in the opposite direction of Mitch’s house, the couple headed out on the short walk for food. Oscar took Liz’s hand and swung it back and forth. “So I see you got the ring off,” he said, twisting her wrist to expose her bare ring finger. “When is the final hearing?”
    “Today, but Chris, my—well my soon-to-be-ex didn’t show.”
    “Can he do that? How much longer do you have to wait?” He stopped in the middle of the alley to take in what she’d said.
    “Honestly, our divorce has taken less time than some of his client’s cases,” she joked to lighten the mood. She didn’t really want to go down the path of how long she’d let the divorce be prolonged.
    “Clients?”
    “He’s a partner at a family law firm and specializes in high profile divorce cases. He’s also obsessive, controlling, and a perfectionist.”
    “Sounds like a great guy.” Oscar rolled his eyes. Then he slipped his arm around Liz’s waist and pulled her in tighter next to him.
    “I know. Really. I should’ve seen all this while we were dating. Not a hair was out of place. After we married, our home had to be picked up all the time. Not a piece of junk mail lying around or dirty dish left in the sink. I learned to adjust. Throw myself into my work. Then one day I . . . ” She stopped rambling. Once she got started it was always hard for her to stop talking about her ex. But attached to her hip was a different kind of man. An understanding one. She could tell all this by the way he was shaking his head and smiling at her. “Sorry. Was I ranting? Forget everything I just said.”
    “It’s okay. I’m sure I sound the same when I talk about Julie.”
    “Your ex?”
    “Eight years ago.” He