I went into the house through the garage and into the kitchen. She was still knocking. I decided to open the door.
"You're not welcome here."
"Trey, listen."
I closed the door in her face. I didn't slam it this time.
I love Italian food so I heated a frozen spaghetti and meatball dinner and went to my bedroom. By 10:00 PM, I was asleep. The next morning I showered, shaved, dressed and went to work.
Judy was waiting for me. I guess she thought I wouldn't cause a scene at work. She was wrong. I tried to walk past her. She grabbed my arm.
"Goddamn it, Trey, listen to me!"
"You have nothing to say I want to hear. But I've got something to say to you. You were willing to let her come back to me knowing she f****d that lowlife son of a b***h over and over and you weren't going to tell me.
