Waiting On You. Kristan Higgins

triumphant look.

      “That’s debatable.” Granted, a debate she’d probably lose, but still. “Also, Mom, he’s married.”

      “No. He’s divorced.”

      Colleen blinked.

      “Aha! I knew you didn’t know that!” Mom crowed.

      “Are you two done up there?” Carol called from downstairs. “I have other people here who might actually buy this place, you know.”

      “We’ll be right down. She doesn’t love it,” Mom yelled. Colleen barely heard.

      Divorced?

      No, he hadn’t mentioned that the other night. Questions surged into her head. Why? For how long? Was he heartbroken? Bitter? Had he cheated? Had she? Was he seeing someone?

      Get a grip, she told herself. He broke your heart. He fell in love with someone else, and he left you. Just. Like. Dad.

      “Colleen?” Mom asked. “You’re not really interested in this house, are you?”

      “It’s almost perfect,” she said, clearing her throat. “But there’s not enough shade in the front.”