There was no bus number for a long time.
Louise, desperate, as in the good old days, moved a little away from the stop, raised her hand up and began to catch the car. But the cars were rushing past.
She wanted to stop trying to catch a hitchhiker, when suddenly a cool white Mercedes stopped near her.
The front door on the right side opened, and Louise saw a cool driver in black glasses, who gestured her into the cabin.
Louise, satisfied, artfully sat down in the chair next to the driver, and lightly closed the door. The car drove away, Louise carefully looked at the owner of the car, and with surprise noticed:
– How you look like my first husband… Almost the same face…
The driver smiled at these words, took off his black glasses, and Louise blushed.
– Tim, is that you?
– Hello, Louise. How are you? – the ex-husband asked cheerfully and put his glasses back on his nose.
– And you, how are you?.. – Louise still blurted out confusedly, and then came to her senses… Although… Why am I asking? It’s obvious that you live well… In a big way… I guess you found a rich wife? With rich relatives.
– No, you guessed wrong… – Tim laughed.
– What, did you get a poor one? – Louise asked sarcastically.
– “I guessed wrong again, – the ex-husband continued to laugh.
– Is she an orphan or something?” – the first wife did not calm down.
– I don’t have a wife now, Louise, – Tim said in a satisfied tone. – As we broke up then, I still live alone.
– What do you mean? – Luiza was surprised. – All these fifteen years you have been living alone?
– Aha!
– Tell me more from this place, – Louise suddenly revived, – I’m interested to hear. Probably, you still have a civilian wife.
– She’s not here either.
– It turns out that you are a monogamist? – the ex-wife suddenly summed up happily.
– And why did you perk up?” Tim glanced at Louise. “Don’t even think that way. I’m not a monogamist. And I don’t intend to get married yet.
– And why is that?” Louise laughed now. “Because a man needs a woman sometimes. Do you remember our nights?
– No, – Tim shook his head. – I forgot everything.
– What do you mean?
– Literally. Everything that we had with you, I quickly forgot. That’s the only thing that saved me.
– Saved you from what?
– From nonsense, like getting married. And what you are hinting at here, it sometimes happens… To those who do not mind. That’s probably why I’m doing so well now.
– Why is that? I don’t understand.
– Without you, I’m fine now, that’s why.
– I still don’t understand. – Louise stared at her ex-husband in amazement. – Why did I interfere with your happiness? I wonder…
– How can I explain it to you without offending you?” Tim sighed nervously. “You’re a touchy woman.
– You remember my habits, don’t you?” Louise smiled, pleased. “It’s all right, don’t spare me, Tim, tell me. We are now with you – that… Tell me, why you could not afford to buy such a car while living with me? Did I waste a lot of money?
– On the contrary… – He laughed again. – You saved a lot. But… Now I’m only doing the things that used to make you sick.
– Why is that?
– I organize parties, write scripts, and all that…
– “What?” She looked at him incredulously. “You mean to tell me that you quit your day job, and on these pre-flood performances of yours, where you “danced the shmantsy”, you earned such an expensive car?
– Well, I have long been writing serious scripts for holidays of a different level. And I direct such events, where the first persons of the state and guests from other countries are often present.
– You?! – she did not believe it.
– Yeah, – I nodded cheerfully. – Imagine, me.
– I wonder why you didn’t write such scripts with me? – she asked offended. – Why didn’t you earn so much with me?
– Don’t you know why?
– Imagine – no!
– How could I? You absolutely did not let me work in this direction. As soon as I got a new order, you were jealous of me. You kept looking over your shoulder at the computer monitor, thinking that I was writing love letters to someone.
– Couldn’t you explain to me what you were writing?
– Didn’t I try? You did not even let me meet with the organizers of the holidays without your personal presence.
– But there were only women there! And they all looked like that! I saw them with my own eyes!
– Imagine that now this business is run by women, – the ex-husband laughed again.
– “I think you’re imagining everything!” Louise suddenly turned away from him offended and began to look at the street through the side window, “You’re lying to annoy me. And you probably work in some rich organization, as some kind of boss.
– If you don’t believe me, don’t … – Tim calmly replied, and smoothly stopped the car, – By the way, I’ve already taken you there. Are you still there, on the third floor?
– Same place, – she answered angrily, and turned to him again. – I just can’t understand one thing. Why you haven’t married yet, although I know for sure that you left me for another woman. Didn’t you?
Tim took his glasses off his nose again and looked carefully at this strange woman.
– Luisa, when we split up, I wasn’t going to another woman. I was running away from you far away. Because I understood that with you I would be covered with mold like stale goods…
Getting out of the car, Louise slammed the door so hard that it almost crumbled…
What is the most important thing for you in a relationship with your partner?
