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Dead Mother Lie
from: Jeanne

One day my ex-husband shows up at the front door.  He's wearing this green jacket that I bought for him that he always claimed to hate while we were married.  I knew something was up.  He's crying, "My mom died about a month ago.  Jeanne, I can't get over it."

I invite him in and comfort him.  I liked his mom.  I'm a little pissed that he didn't call at the time of her death so I could have gone to the funeral, but he explains that she lived so far away he just assumed I wouldn't be able to go.  That was true but there he goes again making decisions for me, one of the issues that broke up our marriage.  Anyway, I guess holding him there while he was crying really softened me up because before you know it we're kissing.  The good soft kisses that he used to give me in the beginning.  These were the kisses that made me love him.

He spent the night and that night and it was the best sex we had ever had.  There was one point when he was flipping me over and over, just like he used to, that I did have the prescience of mind to wonder how a man in so much grief could be such a great lay, but I let that thought drift without much consideration

He moved back in the next day.

Things were going well for two months.  I think I was falling back in love with him.  One day I grabbed the mail out of the mail box and stood in absolute horror at an envelope in my hand.  It was addressed to my ex-husband.   This was not the troubling thing.  The troubling thing was that it was from his mother!

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