The first time you cheated on me, you cried over the phone.
“We have to talk,” you said.
We walked in bruised silence through the park, then sat and stared over the hill.
“I don’t understand,” I said at last.
“Let me explain,” you told me. “We’re not a couple.”
David still doesn’t get it completely.
Sorry you didn’t win the story of the week. This was good!
Thank you Christian. I’m glad you liked it but there was some stiff competition.