We Must Divorce
UpdatingEnglishUpdated
Read sample (1-chapter sample)Not yet available
Summary
It was one in the morning when I sent the message to the brilliant programmer my husband had referred for a job.
“What’s the difference between a programmer and a non-programmer?”
Liam, my husband, was overseas. But the new hire, a woman named Lorraine, replied almost instantly.
“The programmer thinks a kilobyte is 1024 bytes.”
She followed it up with a smug little emoji of a finger tapping a head, as if calling me an idiot. It was a subtle, precise little jab, an inside joke I wasn't supposed to get.
But this time, I didn't scream or cry. I didn't make a scene.
