Ruthie

“Men used to bring me violets and now they bring me Scotch. Liquor isn’t a gift to a woman, it’s just an investment in her.”
― Ursula Parrott, Ex-Wife

“I may not be pure, but thank heaven I look immaculate.”
― Ursula Parrott, Ex-Wife

“I hate him; I’m never going to see him again. I’m going to kiss so many other men I shan’t remember what he was like. He says I’m a slut; I’ll be a slut, but never with him, again. Lucia, why did he do this to me?”
― Ursula Parrott, Ex-Wife

“I was twenty-seven. More than a thousand crowded days intervened between myself and that younger woman who be- lieved she could not live without Peter. When, rarely, now, I was reminded of the Peter I had known, I thought of him kindly, as someone with whom I had shared a painful postadolescence, someone who no doubt had been as bewildered as I about most things. He and I were married and had a child and separated, before either of us grew up.”
― Ursula Parrott, Ex-Wife