Well some people know the back story. I was dating her husband's brother in high school. We weren't old enough to drive so his older brother drove us everywhere until we could drive. We lived in the country so his brother had to drive long distances to take us places and pick us up. He did this without ever complaining. Or teasing. So I had a fondness for him way back when I was 15.

Then I got the idea to fix him up with my friend. I think by my friend and I were 16.

Well...with them...it was like lighting a bon fire! They fell madly in love. Madly, wildly, insanely. It was crazy. They got married as soon as my friend graduated high school.

In college I broke up with the younger brother who was so angry he did voodoo on me. He had a picture of me on his dartboard and threw darts at my picture for a couple of years!

So this is the pair...all these decades later. And to me her spouse is just that same nice guy who used to be our Uber driver throughout high school.

And together with my friend...they were like Romeo and Juliet...an extremely handsome pair. And so much in love. So it is painful to hear her be so mean-spirited about him. Yep. I couldn't take it anymore.