The Fortune Teller

An Excerpt From Mexico Way

“I don’t want to be married any longer.”

“What does that mean?”

“What I said.”

“You don’t love me.”

“I don’t love anybody.”

“You loved me.  Or said you did.”

“Nobody’s responsible for what they said twenty-five years ago.”

“I love you.”

“I wish you wouldn’t.”

“Am I so tough to get along with?”

“Not tough.”

“What then?”

“I think you are the most boring human being I’ve known ever, in my entire life.  But that isn’t the reason why I’m going to leave you.”

“What is the reason?”

“I don’t want to be married any longer.”

Two weeks before his wife announced her intention to sue for divorce and ten days before she moved out leaving him the furniture, the toy poodle, her wedding dress, and several pairs of worn-out shoes at the back of the closet, Samuel Adams White, retired inspector with the United States Customs Bureau, had returned from a trip to Wyoming where he’d signed the closing papers on a forty-acre ranchette.  The property, a yellow log house built twelve years before from a kit and surrounded by a buck-and-pole fence enclosing...

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