"I know, and it's fine. I can say that now and mean it. He obviously wasn't half the person I thought and I should have seen it, but I learned. There are days when I still miss him, but I can say that I have moved on." He turned and smiled. There were no more tears, even if he felt a bit of residual sadness for what could have been.
"What did you do? Twist his arm and drag him? You didn't do that. You wanted to be happy." He would have done the same thing at one time. "You are not stupid, or maybe I was. We are both going to be fine. We find ways to be happy that don't involve men, except in the physical sense."