You’re visiting a maximum security prison for the criminally insane. You’re seeing your husband. “Did you sign them?” He tilted his head confused “Sign what?” “Don’t play dumb.” You snap“The divorce papers.” “Ah right.” he reached for something in his back pocket. Instead of the papers, he pulled out two hand knitted, blue and pink onesies. “I heard that you were pregnant.” He smiled “So I made these for you, I promise to be the best dad ever.” “You have my word.”