Theresa and Gerry weren’t married for long enough for their lives to become connected.
This morning at 8:32, I was still fuzzy from making lunch, unloading the dishes, and taking my daughter to school, which is something I do every week when she’s with me. My phone rang, and it was a text message: “Who woulda thought? They are no longer together. I didn’t think they’d be together forever, but I thought they’d be too embarrassed to break up so soon. “Oh, I forgot, it’s reality TV.”
“Divorce” is what we should call the Golden Bachelor’s. What It Is Really
