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because I loved you, we got married because I loved you, had a child together because of that love. Now you are telling me I wasn’t enough? That you had to have me and one on the side, all the time?” I am now red faced and seething mad.
    Curt looks down at the ground his arms are still crossed. “Do you hate me Addy? I know I would if I was you.” He takes a deep breath in and lets it out as his arms fall to the side.
    “I don’t hate you Curt, I hate what you did to me, to our life together. It was a façade, or that’s how I feel now looking back on it. I don’t want you to be mad because I don’t care anymore. You should be mad because I once did, and you were too blind to see that.”
    “You’re right, I was blind and I did take you for granted. I only have one favor to ask of you, well actually two.” Curt looks up at me with a questioning look in his eyes.
    “What?”
    “Will you please call my folks and tell them that we spoke. You never have to forgive me, but please let them know we have spoken. It will mean more coming from you than it would me. I told them that we would be civil towards each other and hopefully we can be friends again one day.”
    I nod my head. “Yes, I will call your folks, I love them dearly, and they mean the world to me.” I pause for a moment, “And favor number two?”
    “Don’t sell the house; I heard that you might be doing that. I can’t stop you but I ask that you stop before you do anything in a rush.”
    I look away from him as I take a breath and look at the ceiling. “Curt, this house is too big for one person. I have to get all the shit out of it before I can actually do anything with it.” I look at him again and shake my head. “How ironic is it that you are worried about this house when you were really never here. Why? Why are you so concerned if I sell it or not?”
    “Because, A ddy, this was Autum’s home for sixteen years, and in less than a month you want to get rid of everything and sell it. It’s like you are trying to get rid of all that we had together.”
    I look straight at him and my face is warm I can tell I am going to say something that will sting. Breathe Addison, this is what he wants, a fight. He wants to argue, don’t give him that. Well, internal voice too late for that.
    “You are half right on that statement, I do want to rid this beautiful house of memories that haunt me. But listen carefully Curt, none of the memories I am trying to cleanse it of are Autum’s.” Curt is holding in the argument, I can see him internally fighting himself. He shakes his head and looks out the window before turning and walking down the hall into the bedroom. He shuts the door and I am standing in the kitchen wondering what the fuck he is doing or going to do.
    He emerges finally with two suitcases and a duffle bag full. “Can you please call my folks in the morning? I will get a hotel tonight and then head over there tomorrow so I can get things sorted out with them. Thanks for the shower and the sandwich Addy.” He turns and heads to the front door, “For what it’s worth, you were a fantastic mom; I know Autum was very proud of you.” Then he softly says, so low I almost missed it, “So was I.”
    I shut the door as he walked to his car and drove away. What in the hell was that all about? No mean comments, no yelling? I have this not so great feeling in the pit of my stomach. Curt never lets an argument die and he is the king of insults. I have the little voice in my head telling me to go to the bedroom. As I open the bedroom door and turn on the light I see the letter laying on the bed.
     
    Addison,
    I can’t tell you in words how sorry I am. You don’t care anymore and frankly, I don’t blame you. I provided for you and Autum and never asked for anything in return. I fucked around multiple times and laughed about it when I thought I got away with it. You used to have these ocean blue eyes that shined when we made love, and now they