Welcome Back To The Land Of The Living

Then he gave me another appraising look. ‘No way, you’re too young to be married.’ ‘Well, I’m not, not anymore.’ I gave him a wry smile. I never expected a stranger to be the first person to know about my divorce. I didn’t even have time to call Cara yet. ‘Well, you know what they say, “Marriage is the tomb of love.”’ He flashed me a toothy grin. ‘Congratulations, welcome back to the land of the living.’ He was too cute for me to get mad at him. I just shook my head. ‘You’re lucky my hands are tired right now,’ I said to the lover boy from Room 1808. ‘Huh? What do you mean?’ ‘Or you’re going to get punched in the face for saying that to me.’ ‘What did I say?’ He scratched his head and looked genuinely puzzled. ‘You congratulated me on my divorce.’ ‘Well, what was wrong with it? Aren’t you happy to be free and unattached once again? You can go fishing.’ I rolled my eyes at him. ‘We haven’t been properly introduced.’ He stretched out a hand. ‘I’m Tristan, you know, like the NBA player?’