After our divorce Mardelle had left town for a year or so and had moved back. Dorothy and I had been married for a couple of years. Both women worked for the Humane Society bingo games and were well acquainted. In fact they were good friends. Though divorced, there was no animosity between Mardelle and me.

One Saturday we decided to have lunch together. We ended up at the Cracker Barrel where one is obliged to browse through the novelty shop between the front door and the restaurant while waiting for a table. When we were escorted to our table the women sat down, but before I could sit a young man at a nearby table stood and said, “Hi Jess.”

“Hello, Randy. Long time, no see. How’ve you been?” I said.

We chatted for a few minutes. Randy had worked with me for a short time before he found a better job and moved on. He introduced me to his wife who sat at his table.

“Glad to meet you. Meet my wives, Dorothy and Mardelle,” I said. I thought I noticed his jaw drop a little with my introduction. Little more was said until Randy and wife finished lunch and left.

I pondered a moment and said, “Do you suppose I should have elaborated on my introduction of you two?”