The Taming of the Bastard
“When I’d told him to fuck off, he’d taken me at my word. I don’t think he understood the intricacies of the phrase or what I’d actually meant. It was like saying you were ‘fine.’ Everyone knew it didn’t mean you were. Fuck off didn’t literally mean ‘fuck off.’ Either way, by the next morning, he’d disappeared into thin air. Hours dragged into a day and there was still no sign. After texting him incessantly without reply, I rebooked my flights and my hotel; I had a list of prospective properties... to view. I should have been over the moon.
But I wasn’t happy. The hole in my heart was gaping. It was a hole that only Sam could fill and he was nowhere to be found. Even The Lederhosen seemed dead without his bright white smile and sexy laugh. Her red checked skirts and flouncy curtains appeared drab and out of date. Her menu went from kitsch to ‘70’s horror’ in the space of a day. It was like a mirror of my life without him. I didn’t know what had happened or why.MoreLess
But I wasn’t happy. The hole in my heart was gaping. It was a hole that only Sam could fill and he was nowhere to be found. Even The Lederhosen seemed dead without his bright white smile and sexy laugh. Her red checked skirts and flouncy curtains appeared drab and out of date. Her menu went from kitsch to ‘70’s horror’ in the space of a day. It was like a mirror of my life without him. I didn’t know what had happened or why.MoreLess
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