He groaned. That was not what he wanted to hear. “You’re not
serious, Lisa. We were just... it was nothing to get all bent out of shape
about. Nothing to get divorced over anyway. Jason’s not really going to get
another wife.”
“I’m not bent out of shape,” she said indignant. “I thought
things over and I finally got to see it through your eyes or rather through the
eyes of the male animal. That is what you said you are, isn’t it? Nothing
better than monkeys and apes, as I recall.”
“Uh....sort of, yeah. I said it was our natural inclination
to have multiple partners. It’s in our genes.”
“And in your jeans. Yeah, I know,” she added with a
distasteful look. She waved a dismissive hand. “Same difference. The point is I
agree with you and that’s why I want a divorce but you know what that idiot
said to me?”


