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for you to take his ass back.”
    â€œI doubt that. It’s over between us, and I’m finally coming to terms with that. Just listening to all our callers tonight, talking about holding on and not letting go, made me realize I need to get on with my life. My marriage to Donovan is over.”
    â€œYou okay with that?”
    â€œI don’t have a choice. But yeah, I’m fine.”
    I left the radio station and rode around, and realized I wasn’t ready to go home yet. My phone rang. I looked down and was shocked to see it was Trinette. She should be curled up under the covers with Leon.
    â€œHey, I heard your show tonight. What the hell’s wrong with you?”
    â€œI’ll have to tell you when I see you,” I mumbled as I made a right at the next corner.
    â€œWhy don’t you come over now? I’m just sitting studying for a test.”
    â€œWhere’s Leon?”
    She clicked her tongue. “I put his ass to sleep.”
    I laughed, glad to be able to have something to chuckle about, because my life was far from amusing.
    â€œCome on over. I’ll get the wineglasses out.”
    I hung up with a smile on my face and hit the highway toward Kirkwood, where the bougie folks lived, and my girl was definitely bougie. As soon as I parked my car in the driveway, she came to the door to greet me. Thank goodness. The temperature had dropped and it was definitely cold outside. Typical Midwest January weather.
    Trinette was standing there in a short pink robe and matching slippers. “Hurry up and get in here. I’ll be so glad when this weather is over!”
    â€œMe too.” I followed her through the condo to the family room behind the kitchen. A couple of years ago Trinette hired an interior designer who had come in and made the place a showcase. Everything was new and state of the art. I took a seat on a rose-colored couch that looked fabulous with pinks and cream. I told her the house was too damn feminine for a married woman. Trinette was quick to point out no one lived in the condo but her, so she got to decide how it looked.
    Trinette took a seat on a mauve recliner across from me. Since I was the closest to the coffee table, I reached for the bottle and poured two glasses. We both loved Moscato.
    â€œSo talk to me, Nikki. What’s going on with you? You sounded like you were ready to kick somebody’s ass,” she said, and reached for a glass.
    I took a couple of sips before answering. “Donovan sent me a letter.”
    Her eyes widened. “That’s good, isn’t it? Well, what did he say?”
    It took a moment for me to put my words together. “He told me it was time for us to move on.” My voice cracked at the end, and I took another drink because my throat was suddenly dry.
    â€œOh, no! You’ve got to be kidding.” I hate when people say that like I would really joke about something like that.
    â€œHe sent the letter to the bookstore instead of the house. Why would he do that?” I looked at her, hoping she had an explanation.
    â€œI have no idea,” she said, looking as if she was barely able to get the words out, she was so shocked.
    â€œObviously, the fool forgot where we live.” I reached inside my purse and handed her the letter to read. I already had it memorized.
    Trinette took her time reading it, then released a heavy sigh. “You said you thought something was wrong.”
    â€œI know, but that doesn’t make it any easier. Something has been wrong for a long time, even before Mimi…” My voice trailed off. There was no way I was about to go there.
    â€œI can’t believe he dumped you in a letter,” Trinette snapped, and handed me the tear-stained paper.
    â€œI-I guess that was the only way he knew how. We’ve been having problems just talking to each other for a long time.” I shrugged my shoulders. “I knew this…this day was coming. I just