Different Paths

“Heard you got married.” He stepped a little closer to you, abandoning his cart in the middle of the aisle. A quick peek told you everything you needed to know about his life– three bottles of liquor, a loaf of bread, and a roll of sausage were all he’d picked up. You wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt and think that maybe he’d just started shopping, but you knew better.You nodded. “I did. Had two kids, too. Girls.” Why were you telling him this?"Heard that, too. At least he's not an impotent bastard."That earned him an incredulous laugh from you. “You haven’t changed at all.”