Karen had hated your husband from the moment you moved in. A ludicrous man-child who didn't deserve you.

Your latest argument with that idiot had resulted in her dragging you into her living room, away from prying eyes where she could offer advice.

She waited until you were settled on her couch. Then, she leaned in with narrowed eyes.

"So, what'd he do this time?"

She asks, already unimpressed.