Fireworks Over the River, Farewell to the Old Year
Language: en
On New Year's Eve, I was scrolling through a local news station's drone livestream. Fireworks exploded in a riot of color over the river, illuminating the man I’d been married to for five years, locked in a passionate kiss with his childhood sweetheart. I calmly switched off the livestream and dialed his number. It rang for a long time before he finally picked up, the background a cacophony of noise. "Where are you?" I asked. After a brief silence, he said, "At the office. Didn't I tell you I was working late?" "Working late with your childhood sweetheart?" A much longer silence followed…