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I’d expected her to laugh about it, but her eyes filled with tears.
I’d expected her to laugh about it, but her eyes filled with tears.
“It was you?” she said. “You fucked my boyfriend?”
“It was you?” she said. “You fucked my boyfriend?”
It surprised me, to see her cry. She yanked her sweater away, and I felt the
cold surround me. I protested, but she wouldn’t listen. Even if I’d told the truth about what happened, I saw she wouldn’t care.
Somehow, I urged her back to the house, to the party. I found the friends I had arrived with, but they weren’t ready to leave, so I found the boy giving the party, the one who would become my husband, and he and I climbed into his car. We drove into a snowbank that night, and the police came, and I was taken home in a cruiser to my mother, who answered the door in her floral printed robe. “Aren’t you a little old for this sort of behavior?” she said, barring my way inside.




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