Wow, Day 5 of getting along. When I came home tonight, as we agreed, H did not give me any grief. We chatted for a moment, then I retreated to my room to do my thing. He came in a half hour later and asked - very politely - if I would mind if he went to the gymn and to his place tonight. I said no problem, and we chatted and laughed some more.
It was really good for our son to see us togther and getting along too. Well, I've given up the fantasy of him running back to my arms, but I'll settle for no abuse! Woot!
