“Allan, what in the actual hell. I was in Nordstrom’s today and they declined my charge.”
“Your charge cards were not part of the divorce settlement. Divorce me, divorce your plastic.”
It’s all Torry can do not to fling her phone across the room at the smug smile in his voice. Even worse than the humiliation in Ladies’ Sportswear, the sonofabitch is laughing at her.
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