Peggy: Look, I am no walk in the park. But I mean, whenever I tried to talk to him, all he wanted to do was watch television. Unless, of course, he wanted sex and then, whoo boy, for those eight minutes, I was number one.
Ray: Yeah, well some guys. Eight minutes... that's bad, right?
Peggy: Then he lied, I mean, all the time about everything, even little things. He'd he'd just say whatever I wanted to hear to avoid confrontation.
Ray: Hmm.
Peggy: He never listened. Never helped me. Only cared about himself. Twelve years of marriage.
Ray: Wow, 12 years? And he just left?
Peggy: No. I threw him out.
Ray: Oh. Oh.