Marriage On The Rocks
Dan and Bobby have separated. She's moved out. I suspected as much given the relative peace over the past 2 months. And the preceeding fights they had, in the house and in public. We passed them once on the street - her staring icily ahead, him at the ground, and the invisible wall between them shouting to the world that love don't live here anymore. They didn't say a word, didn't have to - it was a big fight.
I found it strange that he was always so desperately friendly. I thought it was because he knew that Bobby was an Ice-Queen and felt the need to compensate for her lack of warmth.
I don't care. I felt happy when I heard the news; it felt right that they should have parted.

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