“No,” I said, my eyes open in astonishment at her soon to be ex-husband’s nerve. The two split last year after she caught him with another chick. He tried to play, ‘baby it wasn’t me,’ but Danita has 20/20 vision and a damn good attorney so, three months later, Mr. Double Timer received papers indicating a need for his presence in divorce court. I guess it was somewhat ironic as I planned my happily ever after, my best friend was trying to figure out her right here, right now.
“Yeah, but the kicker is the bitch lives down the street from you in the Arbors.”
“I’m sorry, D.”
“Don’t worry ‘bout it. Just get ready for the Wonder Twins to be bopping down here more often to get goodies.”