Beating Bitterness
I could see her choking down her hurt. He was determined not to let her see him wince across the table set for depositions. I observed a mixture of emotion fill up the space, even when words were silent. They occasionally glanced at each other when recalling details of their twenty-two year marriage. They were answering questions in front of each other about the contributions they each made to their marriage, about how their children had been successful or not, and what they each thought would be a fair way to divide their lives. They were afraid to smile at
