Copyright © 2012 Anita Washing
1st Smashwords Edition
December 13th, 2012
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For K & R,
This is as much your story as it is mine.
“Oh sweetie, I’m so sorry,” I said.
I wasn’t really that sorry. Kevin was a total jerk and treated Amy, my best friend since high school, like complete shit. But that’s the sort of thing you say when you get a phone call from a friend in tears over her sudden breakup. Even if that breakup could be seen coming a mile away for the past two years by anyone who bothered to look.
“I just don’t understand, we were so happy.” I held the phone a little further from my ear to avoid the piercing wail on the other end.
“No you weren’t, he treated you like crap. Cheated on you constantly. More than once with a prostitute!”
Well, that’s what I wanted to say. But I couldn’t bring myself to do it just then.
What I actually said was, “How about I come over? I’m just getting off of work. We can order a pizza and rent a movie.”
I really just wanted to go home, pour a big glass of red wine and relax in a bubble bath. I’d been telling myself for years, even as I’d passed thirty, that I didn’t pursue a relationship because I was focused on my career. But I think this might be the real reason. Men were just too much drama.