ALMA

I definitely wasn't thinking about my ex-husband. Okay, maybe I was. Just a little, though. Yesterday was a bit overwhelming, and things had taken a turn that I didn't expect, nor appreciated, but it didn't feel completely bad.

It really didn't. A part of me was fighting every thought of Carl that popped into my head, while the other gave in. Velma wasn't making it any easier, considering how she'd refused to stop talking about him. She rang Carl's name in my head all day long from last ...