#Chapter 42: Battle of the Sexes

“Oh, hey. We haven’t talked about the divorce in awhile,” Dylan said, scanning the lunch menu. “We need to get Natalie’s signature so we can move on to the next step.” “Oh, right. Um…about that…” Logan said, lifting his menu to hide his face from Dylan. Dylan slammed his menu on the table and pulled Logan’s down. He stared hard at Logan’s face. “Don’t tell me you decided to not move forward with this.” “I dunno, I just…I just think we have a chance, is all,” Logan took a sip of water, still avoiding Dylan’s penetrating gaze. “A chance? At what? The most miserable marriage ever?” Logan shook his head in frustration and let out a small scoff. “Look. She’s beautiful, she’s talented, she’s got great…um…” he paused. Surely she had other good qualities, he thought. Why was he struggling to come up with more? Dylan gave him a moment before he said, “Yeah? Great list. I’m sorry I doubted you.” “Look, we’re married, she’s willing to try and make it work, I think I owe her t