George

"Make sure she receives it, will you?"

Those are the last words Ella utters to me as she hails a taxi. I watch her walk away, a new confidence in her I've never witnessed. How is she so different yet very much the woman I married? Her shiny brown hair cascades perfectly around her figure, and she moves purposefully.

I reach out for her and try to open my mouth to speak her name. Where is she going? How is she going to manage without my money or ...