Who? his wife asked
Yawho
his buddy repeated who Michele.
Michele I scarcely rememberwhy do you remember
Because she was insanely hot, Michele.
his wife looked at himnarrowing
her huge brown eyes
How come I haven’t heard of this insanely hot
Michele before?
Yeah? his best buddy asked throwing
gas on a pitiful fire
he gave him a sideglance Ya kiddin me
No. his wife said You can answer me first.
Obviously she didnt scratch my mem . .
.
. And how many other women haven’t scratched your memory? You were terribly successful with women. Every
time we return to Chicago you happen to run into another old girlfriend an . .
. .
And he hugs and kisses them so damn familiarly.
Yeah. Like they’re still in a relationship.
Yeah.
Are you two done yammering Technically I still am in a relationship with
them Theyre my friends None of my relationships ended with hard
feelings We tended near mutualat least
mutually understanding what the other person wanted to pursue
Yaknow if you love somethingsomeone let itlet em go
Maybe I didnt love them but I was
terribly fond of them and we respected each others autonomy
He’s really like that, isn’t
he? Fucking knight on a white horse.
Thats a white stallion
he snickered because he felt like it out of the corner of his eyehe was grateful
his eyes had corners he saw his wife wasnt amused evidently Michele crawled up her ass and really
irritated her
she was his wife he told her he loved her he didntlike some guys use love as an angle to get into a girls pants
she shouldnt be jealous
he was jealous only once and thats
all it took he didnt like the freak
looking back at him in the bathroom mirror
by the time he finished shaving
he put away jealousybanished it and didnt
have a problem with it again
it didnt again raise its hoary
head
had it hedve knocked it head clean
off jealousy is an ugly ugly thing
Yah A white stallion
Listen baby
Michele slipped my mind You knowIve
often told you that while physically you had the goodsyou attracted me if you hadnt the intellect the
intelligence buhbye baby buhbye
Michele was a buhbye
An awfully nice girl but we werent compatible
That’s, that’s a miserable reason
for not continuing to see a girl; com’on.
Alan Youre full of shit
his wife continued to eyeball him
Evidently Michele found a hole in
my memory Until Alan said I wouldnt have
remembered There were no significant attachments adhesions
Yet you spent the night with her.
I spent one night with her
One night?
Alan echoed Fuckin’ crazy, you spent
only one night?
he felt like he was at a carnival
and two people closest to him were barkersran a freak show
he held up his index finger One night A second night wasnt going to up her acuity
I would think her acuity would have
been evident before you took her to bed. his wife said
Yeah. said Alan more
gas
The calling card is physicality If Im not attracted its a no-go An the go went
she harrumphed
No No Yadont
get to harrumph If your face an shape didnt
attracted me like a bee to pollen we wouldnt be married An you Alan yaint helping matters Yaint married so shaddup
As a matter of fact yacan both
shaddup I knew Michele briefly seveneight
years ago She was a nice girl We had a nice time An she returned my cashmere sweater after I told
her I wasnt going to be seeing her again
I didnt break her heart
But if you ran into her again you’d
give her a bear hug and kiss her.
Insanely hot Guilty as charged
1306, Saturday,
10 10. 20
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