WW's A ended, Now piecing(?) but slow, thread #12

[hoosjim]

Went home to get my stuff. She of course wanted to talk. I said I didn't want to talk. I kept silent most of the time. She asked if I wanted her to read me her letter she wrote. I said no. As I was walking out she said that my son was worried and been asking about me, so I said I had called him. And she tried to block me from leaving the house. I said please move. She said aren't we ever going to talk about this. I repeated I don't want to talk. Please move. She didn't move, so I turned around and went to the back of the house and went out the back door. She met me in the driveway as I was getting into the car. Then she said so we're never going to talk about this? And I replied what is there to talk about? And drove off. She looked like she had been crying, but was no longer the clingy desperate mess she had been earlier in the day. She was also somewhat less contrite. No apologies, just can we talk can we talk can I read you my letter.

My good friend and I had been talking by phone for about an hour or so about our respective lives and our situations ( his soon-to-be ex-wife is my wife's toxic BFF) and concluded that his wife is even more evil and deranged than we had originally thought after comparing notes for a while. I checked the phone record for grins, and discovered that wife had been on the phone almost non-stop with BFF since I walked out. I'm sure she got reams of very helpful advice.