This has become an almost everyday habit. You drive to the highschool that Jeff goes to hoping that you'll catch a glance of him. You could just go up to him and talk. It's not like their is a court order stopping you. You wonder though what he thinks of you now. What lies has his mother told him? Is he angry at you? Your heart couldn't take it if he was.
You start the car up and drive the rest of the way to the high school. After a few minutes you see a familar car drive up. It's not your wife's. It's Matt, the guy she left you for. He's and smug young little shit that she worked with. He's got to be at least 14 years younger than her. Jef jumps out of his car and turns. There is some yelling back and forth. Jeff slams the passenger door shut and storms off towards the school.
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