Fifteen Years After My Divorce, I Found My Ex-Mother-in-Law Digging Through a Dumpster

That was the last time I saw her.

Until three weeks ago.

I work at a distribution company downtown.

Nothing glamorous. I process orders, manage inventory, and put out fires.

That Tuesday was awful.

The kind of awful that makes you wonder why you even bothered getting out of bed.

The day started with a system outage, then one of our best employees quit without notice.

I spilled coffee on a stack of reports I’d been working on for three days.

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