"Do you want to talk about it?" I asked"Yes, I really want to talk about it, but I don't want to talk to my friends, they won't care." She said"Come o..., lets get out of this humidity and into my room where we can talk more." I said as I stood up, I held out my hand to help her out.Now when I offered her to accompany me to my room, it was for the sole, innocent pretense of helping her get things together and for her to talk over the the dumping before she went home.As I opened the door to my. She had a wine glass in her hand and motioned toward my bottle of vodka, which I had not touched since we had gotten back. “May I?”She filled her glass up and sank back, her feet curled under her. Her eyes were red, but she was no longer crying.“Do you want to talk?” I asked.“No,” she said. “Yes. Maybe. God. You probably think I’m such a fucking idiot.”“No. No I don’t. I won’t.”“First my husband, now Clive. I must have a special attraction to assholes.”“What did he do?”“It turns out he wasn’t. More

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