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can draw a conclusion based on what I wear and drive.”
    “Kari
you drive around an $80,000 car, which is more than I have in my bank account.
Your shoes are probably the same price as my mortgage,” Hank said in disgust.
“You’ve never worked hard for anything in your life.”
    Hank
words struck Kari like a hard slap in the face. Tears welled in her eyes as she
turned around and walked out the door. “We should just keep everything
professional,” she said, right before her voice started to break.
    “Ka---Kari
I’m sorry.”
    Kari
turned around and put a happy face on. It turned out looking a bit pained.
“It’s okay.”
    Hank
wasn’t convinced. “I didn’t mean any harm.”
    “Thanks
for lunch,” she said, practically running out of the house and to her car and sped
down the gravel road.
    Hank
was torn between telling Kari that he was sorry or leaving things the way it
was with her between them. As he cleaned the kitchen, he tried to stay on task
but his mind kept drifting to Kari and the expression of hurt on her face.
    Ever
since the death of his parents at a young age, Hank conditioned himself from
exhibiting specific emotions, sadness, but the breakup with Natalie unraveled
everything he taught himself. He grew up never knowing his daddy and when his
mother Kate died when he was young, Austin’s mother and Hank’s Aunt Charlene
took him in, raising him like he was a McBride. After his uncle and aunt passed
away Hank felt he was all alone in this world, until the day he met Natalie
Michaels.  He thought they wanted the same things; a home, children, stability,
intimacy, spirituality. How someone could decide after three years of marriage
that they were no longer happy or no longer in love? He broke his neck to give
Natalie everything her heart desired and more than she’d ever wanted.
    Sitting
down at the kitchen table, he pulled out his cell phone that read no miss
calls. He tried Natalie’s phone number but was met with an automatic greeting
that the number no longer existed. This was final straw, there were no silver
lining for them. The life he loved was over. The only thing that was left was
filing for divorce, which shouldn’t be as easy as it was; there were no kids or
dog to fight over. Nothing exciting was going to come from this, maybe with the
exception of a new found freedom and a life lesson of never trusting another
woman again. Ultimately, he felt like this was the end of his world.
    Hopefully
he could find something good about this split. Hank would have to work hard to
find some sort of balance with the direction his life was headed in. He would
have to tell himself to find something or anything positive in this breakup,
but it was hard to believe his own uplifting thoughts. He hated walking away
knowing that he couldn’t do anything to make things right between them.
    ***
    After
a hot shower and glass of wine Kari laid in bed. She tried to close her eyes,
but every time she did Hank’s voice echoed in her head. ‘ I made an
observation Kari, your hands never seen hard work their soft as a baby’s ass.
The designer clothes and shoes you wear and not to mention that expensive car
you drive.’  He was right even if she didn’t want to admit it. She never
washed dishes a day in her life until she moved to Nashville.
    Kari
wasn’t going to apologize that she was born into great financial circumstances
that her family provided for her. The daughter of a prominent real estate
tycoon, Nigel Hayes, and her mother, Clare Jennings, was an heir to an
architect firm with more than several billion dollars in construction since the
early 80’s. Hank was only looking from the outside in, he probably viewed her
as some spoiled brat who got whatever she wants, but he didn’t see that she was
the lonely child who craved for her parents to recognize her. From the time she
was born until she 18 years old, Kari was raised by nannies and housekeepers,
all while her parents were jet setting