Rather, she was acutely conscious of the zero sum game in which such developments were located. Her excursion off to the world of sunset walks on beaches and dewy morning kisses was offset by the crumbling dreams of others, and D had been among those. The brighter the Cow's eyes had shone, the more the tears had gathered in D's eyes exposed to the harsh glare of reality with the melting of rose-tinted spectacles.
And so the Cow was completely unsurprised when Gramsci showed her an article on News24 about the aftermath of the suicide season providing rich pickings for divorce lawyers.
Gramsci supported the Cow's view to a point. "Given that the main reason cited for wanting divorce is infidelity, then yes, one relationship does seem to offset the end of another," he commented matter-of-factly, "but many others simply fell out of love, or got bored. And being forced to spend time with someone you're tired of can be extremely stressful in itself."
The Cow reflected. Spending time was one thing, but she imagined that another stressor was spending money. Her heart bled for all those unwilling victims of their partners' shopping expeditions - both those pressured into going along, and those who had to unwrap the spoils of the expeditions and pretend to be pleased with yet another indicator of how badly their partner understood them and what they wanted. It surprised her that *any* couples survived the suicide season, come to think of it.
Well...
The ring twinkled guiltily on her finger.