“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.
Every week, Ivy at Uncharted hosts the Six Sentence Stories blog hop. This week’s cue was “charge.” Fun Sixes from other writers are at the link. Come join us!
99 Monkeys 
Brutal, hopes, but brutal! Breaking UP is hard to do.
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Oh, looks like a very charged breakup is this!
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This sounds like the opening for a fine murder mystery in which smug ex-husband turns up dead.
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Oh, yeah!!
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(Have her bust the windows in his Jag… come on! please at least the windshield and a tire or two, if there’s time)*
*indication of an engaging character…lol
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I just might! ! lol
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Oh dear, I have a feeling there are more surprises in store (pardon the pun!)
Cast Aside – a very short story
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Puns always welcome. 🙂
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Oh, the cad. They say you never know a man until your involved in divorce. Just reinforces the decision. Six sentences telling it like it is. Great job!
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Thank you!
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Sorry. You’re. I must correct my incorrect usage
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