He deferred to her, listening intently as she spoke. When she cried, his eyes were pained and he placed his hand on her back reassuringly.
It was a second marriage for both. Her ex had some undisclosed tax shenanigans that pre-dated the divorce. To make matters complicated, while they were still married but separated, husband #1 accepted service of important tax notices for his estranged wife (“It’ll go away if I ignore it, right?”). The divorce is finalized, years pass, and she remarries.
Then the tax man called. It’s a big number.
No scowls, no sidelong stares, no stiffly raised eyebrows from husband #2. This is not a “let’s march you down to the principal’s office, young lady” sort of visit. He gently passes her the box of Kleenex on my conference table. She hadn’t known she was bringing a financial demon into the marriage, but now through tears she asks: “Should I get a divorce?”
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