Ninety-Nine Necklaces and One Goodbye
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Ask anyone in Westbrook who the richest man in town was, and the first name out of their mouth would be Graham Thorne.
Hardly anyone knew he'd been married for years. Or that his wife was me.
For five years, every time he went off to see his first love, Vivian Hale, another priceless necklace showed up in my jewelry case.
By the time the ninety-ninth one went in, he finally sensed something was off.
I'd stopped waiting up for him in tears. I'd stopped grabbing his sleeve and begging him not to go.
This time, I picked out the most expensive necklace in the city myself and laid the paperwork in front of him to sign.
He signed fast, and for once he actually tried to sweet-talk me. "When I get back, I'll take you to see the fireworks."
I tucked the papers into my bag and said okay.
What he didn't know was that it wasn't a purchase agreement for a necklace.
He'd just signed our divorce papers.
Hardly anyone knew he'd been married for years. Or that his wife was me.
For five years, every time he went off to see his first love, Vivian Hale, another priceless necklace showed up in my jewelry case.
By the time the ninety-ninth one went in, he finally sensed something was off.
I'd stopped waiting up for him in tears. I'd stopped grabbing his sleeve and begging him not to go.
This time, I picked out the most expensive necklace in the city myself and laid the paperwork in front of him to sign.
He signed fast, and for once he actually tried to sweet-talk me. "When I get back, I'll take you to see the fireworks."
I tucked the papers into my bag and said okay.
What he didn't know was that it wasn't a purchase agreement for a necklace.
He'd just signed our divorce papers.















































