Getting Even
“If all the drama my friends have been going through weren’t enough, I’ve been having my own issues—with Glenn. The biggest problem—he hasn’t called. All week. And he hasn’t returned my calls. Until last night, that is.
Last night, before I got home, Glenn called and left a message. He apologized for being out of touch and said that he’s been really busy with work, and that the company had him working the West Coast this week. But at least he promised he’d be in town tonight so we could have at least one night together this weekend.
That’s why, despite the fact that I’m fighting a killer migraine, I’m lying on my bed, wearing the raunchiest black negligee I could find at Frederick’s. I’m waiting. Have been for hours now.
Glenn’s message said he’d be in town around seven. I rushed home, expecting to greet him. When I didn’t find him here, I assumed he would arrive shortly. But it’s now close to midnight and he’s not here yet.
Another half hour passes, and I only barely sip on my wine.
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