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doing anything."

"You want me to take the check back?"

"No," I said. If it came down to divorce again, I might invoke that check as a
provisional retainer, after all. A drop in the ocean of lawyers' fees, but
that
drop meant a lot more to me than it did to Gretchen or Rich. It would make
things easier.

"Your car or mine ?" he asked as we went down the courthouse steps. The day
was
stormy. Dark clouds looked ready to spit, though there was no rain falling
yet.
I leaned closer to his warmth. He put his arm around me, with a little hug.

"Both, I think," I said. I looked up at his face and took a chance. "You know
the way home?"

He could have run with that, one way or the other. He said, "Okay if I follow
you?" so I still wasn't sure.

I said all right. We went to the underground city parking lot; I waited in my
little blue-and-silver Honda CRX for his black sixties Mustang to pull up
behind
me, then I led the way back to the apartment we had lived in for four
good-to-worse years. He pulled into his old parking spot, but it was the one
next to mine, so I wasn't sure if that was evidence or not.

"Mr. Zamoyoski," said Tomas, the doorman. He seemed surprised, but I couldn't
tell if it was pleased or dismayed surprise. Rich smiled at him and waved. Did
Rich recognize Tomas or not.?

He glanced around the lobby of the building. Pale streaky brown linoleum for
the
floor, lighter brown wallpaper, two ailing palm trees near the front window,
ranks of tarnished brass-fronted mailboxes on the left wall, the door to the
staircase and to the manager's apartment on the far wall, two elevators with a
standing, sand-filled ashtray between them on the right wall. "Who picked this
place, you or me?"

"You were bring here when we got married," I said carefully. "I moved in."

"And you got custody of the apartment when we split up?"

I punched the "up" button on the elevator summons panel. "I was mad," I said.

"Good for you."

The left-hand elevator door opened and we stepped into a gray-floored,