I swallowed as I blinked against the glaring lights. "Hi. I'm Willow." She gave a little wave.
The crowd chuckled. Called out, "Hi Willow" like we were on some kind of ridiculous Saturday morning kids' show.
She chuckled. "Winslow and Beverly are correct. I've a new man, and, boy, do we have some news to share. Buckle your seatbelts."
The lights dimmed dramatically.
"As Winslow stated, I was married to Ethan Errington. Winslow and Beverly actually set us up."
The crowd gave a joint ah.' Fuckers.
My smile was brittle. "What I recently found out was that they paid him ten million dollars to do it."
The crowd didn't laugh or give any cutesy little audience participation lines.
"Willow, what in heaven's name are you talking about?" Beverly said, motherly shame sharp in her voice.
