Estelle suddenly thought of the mysterious man. He was the only one who remembered her birthday this year.

“Here we are, Miss,” The taxi driver said as he pulled over, wrenching Estelle’s mind back to the present.

Looking at the taximeter, Estelle took out some money from her wallet and handed it to him.

The driver gave her the change and asked, “Miss, are you here to get divorced?”

Estelle smiled and said, “Yes.”

“Think twice and talk with your husband. Maybe you’ll be ...