An escaped balloon

The case was not complicated. There was no need for another listening. The judge was satisfied.

They had worked out everything, amicably.  

Measuring the time spent together, and apart,  calculating the money, earned and spent, the  liabilities

and the assets, they would divide everything. 

She gets the house, the stuff, kitchen, bedroom furniture and kids' clothes, books, bags, 

and umbrellas.

He gets the car and the dog.

She gets the children.

He gets the right to visit every fortnight. 

She gets to have them for Christmases, denying him the right to make the rocky road with them. 

But Easter is his!

"You are granted divorce"

There was a visible sigh of relief from everyone. 

A balloon escaped from a child's hand, maybe. And a sob too! 

An advertisement for a bank 

written boldly in yellow and black 

Yes, we can! 

rising slowly in the family courtroom!


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