The divorce continued.<\/p>\n
Our lawyers handled the discussions, and I kept my attention on the company and my own financial responsibilities.<\/p>\n
Grant and I no longer argued about daily expenses.<\/p>\n
There was nothing left to argue about.<\/p>\n
The agreement he had insisted on remained the arrangement we followed.<\/p>\n
My income stayed in my account.<\/p>\n
His income stayed in his.<\/p>\n
We maintained the agreed household contributions while the remaining matters were handled through the legal process.<\/p>\n
It was strange.<\/p>\n
We had once shared everything.<\/p>\n
Now we discussed expenses as though we were two people managing a temporary business arrangement.<\/p>\n
Perhaps that was what we had become.<\/p>\n
One evening, Grant came home looking exhausted.<\/p>\n
He put his keys on the kitchen counter.<\/p>\n
Then he sat down.<\/p>\n
I was reviewing a report from Hawthorne Kitchens.<\/p>\n
He glanced at the papers.<\/p>\n
"How is the company?"<\/p>\n
"Stable."<\/p>\n
"Still getting those contracts?"<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
He nodded.<\/p>\n
For a moment, neither of us spoke.<\/p>\n
Then he said, "I didn't think things would turn out this way."<\/p>\n
I closed the report.<\/p>\n
"Neither did I."<\/p>\n
He rubbed his hands together.<\/p>\n
"Do you know how difficult things have become?"<\/p>\n
I looked at him.<\/p>\n
"What specifically?"<\/p>\n
He mentioned the financial pressure.<\/p>\n
He mentioned his vehicle.<\/p>\n
He mentioned how his mother was struggling with the costs of maintaining her lifestyle.<\/p>\n
He also mentioned Vanessa's employment situation.<\/p>\n
I listened.<\/p>\n
He seemed to expect sympathy.<\/p>\n
I did feel sorry that things had become difficult.<\/p>\n
But sympathy didn't mean I had to take responsibility for solving every problem.<\/p>\n
"Grant, those are things you and your family need to work through."<\/p>\n
He looked at me.<\/p>\n
"You make it sound so simple."<\/p>\n
"It isn't simple. But it isn't my responsibility anymore."<\/p>\n
He leaned back.<\/p>\n
"I used to think you would always be there."<\/p>\n
I looked at the table.<\/p>\n
That sentence would once have made me emotional.<\/p>\n
Now it simply made me think.<\/p>\n
I had always been there.<\/p>\n
That was precisely the problem.<\/p>\n
I had been there when the company was failing.<\/p>\n
I had been there when his family needed money.<\/p>\n
I had been there when unexpected expenses appeared.<\/p>\n
I had been there when he wanted someone to organize the finances.<\/p>\n
But when my parents needed help, he acted as though I had betrayed him.<\/p>\n
I had been there for everyone.<\/p>\n
And somehow, I had stopped being there for myself.<\/p>\n
"I know," I said.<\/p>\n
He looked surprised.<\/p>\n
"That's all you have to say?"<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
He stood up.<\/p>\n
The conversation ended.<\/p>\n
A few days later, I received another update from the independent accountant.<\/p>\n
The review of the questionable transactions had progressed.<\/p>\n
The records relating to the thirty-one thousand four hundred dollars had been preserved and documented.<\/p>\n
The company continued handling the matter through the appropriate procedures.<\/p>\n
I didn't interfere with the accountant's conclusions.<\/p>\n
I didn't need to.<\/p>\n
The evidence had already been secured.<\/p>\n
The business managers also reported improvements in the company's operating position.<\/p>\n
The two major contracts were helping stabilize the company.<\/p>\n
Expenses were being monitored.<\/p>\n
The financial reporting was clearer.<\/p>\n
I read the report twice.<\/p>\n
Then I placed it in the company folder.<\/p>\n
There was something satisfying about seeing the numbers make sense again.<\/p>\n
Not because I had won an argument.<\/p>\n
Because the company was finally being managed according to its actual needs.<\/p>\n
Around that time, Grant sold his luxury SUV.<\/p>\n
I heard about it from him.<\/p>\n
He mentioned that the sale would help repay the improper expenses.<\/p>\n
He didn't sound happy.<\/p>\n
That vehicle had been one of his favorite possessions.<\/p>\n
He had spent years showing it to friends and talking about its features.<\/p>\n
Now it was gone.<\/p>\n
I didn't ask how much he received.<\/p>\n
It wasn't my decision to make.<\/p>\n
Patricia's lakeside property had also been sold.<\/p>\n
She had relied on the monthly contribution for years, but the payments were no longer coming.<\/p>\n
The sale was necessary for her to manage her expenses.<\/p>\n
Vanessa had found regular employment after the consulting payments stopped.<\/p>\n
I heard those details separately.<\/p>\n
I didn't celebrate them.<\/p>\n
Their circumstances were consequences of decisions and financial arrangements they had to manage themselves.<\/p>\n
I had no desire to watch anyone struggle.<\/p>\n
I simply wasn't going to rescue them again.<\/p>\n
One Saturday, Grant asked whether I would consider delaying the divorce.<\/p>\n
I was sorting documents at the dining table.<\/p>\n
I stopped.<\/p>\n
"Why?"<\/p>\n
He sat opposite me.<\/p>\n
"Because eleven years is a long time."<\/p>\n
I nodded.<\/p>\n
"It is."<\/p>\n
"We've been through a lot together."<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
He looked down at his hands.<\/p>\n
"I know I made mistakes."<\/p>\n
I waited.<\/p>\n
He didn't mention the phone.<\/p>\n
He didn't mention my parents.<\/p>\n
He didn't mention the agreement.<\/p>\n
He didn't mention the money he had taken from the company accounts.<\/p>\n
He simply said he had made mistakes.<\/p>\n
I wanted to believe that meant something.<\/p>\n
But an apology without an understanding of what happened could not repair much.<\/p>\n
"Grant, I don't hate you."<\/p>\n
He looked up.<\/p>\n
"Then why can't we try again?"<\/p>\n
"Because I don't want to return to the same marriage."<\/p>\n
He looked disappointed.<\/p>\n
I continued.<\/p>\n
"I spent years making sure everyone else was comfortable. I don't want to spend the rest of my life doing that."<\/p>\n
He didn't answer.<\/p>\n
I returned to the paperwork.<\/p>\n
There was no shouting.<\/p>\n
No slammed doors.<\/p>\n
Just two people who had finally reached a point where the same promises no longer meant anything.<\/p>\n
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