Confession to My Ex-Husband

by Boudreau Freret


It has been six months since I arrived home from work and discovered that you'd secretly taken the day off to abscond with what you considered to be the items of value we accrued during our seventeen years of marriage (though you left behind a number of intangibles like trust, fidelity, integrity, honor, love, and friendship).  I feel I should confess my own dishonesty to you, so that I may shed your disease once and for all.

You were not, as I had verbally indicated throughout our marriage, the best lover I had ever known.

Nor did you, in the interest of full disclosure, place in the top three.

I do, however, genuinely hope that you enjoy the PlayStation.