The Divorce Wheel

Synopsis

Ever since I was a kid, I could never tell when someone was joking. Whatever people told me to do, I did. When I was little, my mother snapped, "If you've got the guts, don't ever come back." I stayed at my grandmother's until I turned eighteen. While we were dating, Charles Ford said, "You're not going to cling to me forever, are you?" So I stayed by his side for seven straight years. Until our seventh wedding anniversary. To cheer up his first love, he pushed me onto a Divorce Roulette Wheel. The wheel had only three options: Leave with nothing. Beg his first love. Get out of the Ford family. His buddies were howling with laughter. "Isn't Grace the one who loves Charles the most?" "She'll never walk away, even if she lands on divorce." His first love nestled against him, feigning thoughtfulness. "If Grace can't take a joke, just let it go. Don't force her." But Charles took my hand and spun the pointer himself. "Relax. She can't leave me. "A little scare, and she'll learn to behave." The pointer landed on: Get out of the Ford family. He swirled his wine glass carelessly. "A bet's a bet. Get out." I nodded, finally letting out a breath of relief. After all, the only reason I'd stayed this long was because I could never refuse a joke.