“I’m sorry…what?” The voice on the other end stammered.

Wiping my eyes, I shook my head at Mike who sent me a worried glare. Turning, I leaned against the wall, away from the eyes of customers.

“I said, what took you people so damn long? I put in requests for the divorce as soon as I heard about his engagement to that model. I didn’t hear a single reply back. Not one. Honestly, three fucking months till their wedding and you’re just calling me now?”

I could hear laughter on the ...