“I know you think I’m wrong, but I’m not. He’ll get tired of her, of whatsername— Patty—and he’ll come back to me and things will go on the way they’ve always gone on.” “With him cheating on you?” Ann was beyond surprise, beyond shock. What the hell was wrong with people? Betsy nodded encouragingly. “Would you like to respond to that, Cindy?” As Good As It Got 79 Cindy looked surprised. “Well, I mean the cheating part isn’t great, but he can’t help that, I guess. It’s just that . . . well, he’s my husband. Why wouldn’t I want him back? Don’t you all want yours back? I count myself lucky I can still have mine.” Ann could only stare. She’d heard some pretty stupid thoughtless comments since Paul died, but that had to take it. “What the hell did you just say?” “Oh, God.” Cindy looked frightened, which she bloody well should. “I don’t know. What?” “Let’s first go back to the part where you lie down and beg life to beat you senseless then brag about how good you have it.”
