![]() “You were once my best friend’s boyfriend.” “Just us having this conversation is weird, Jacob.” “Right,” he replied, that word clearly a prompt to get on with it. “That came out of the blue for everybody, honey,” I told him. “I didn’t think so until she dumped me,” he replied and I felt my lips smile. ![]() “Was there bad shit?” I asked hesitantly. “Bad shit?” he asked and I felt my head jerk. “Yeah,” I agreed, climbing into bed and sitting cross-legged on it. ![]() “Girl talk,” he murmured, and I knew he knew what I was saying. ![]() “This is weird,” I said softly, making my way to the bed. Walking into my room and seeing the pretty I’d wrought with my own two hands, some YouTube videos and a lot of elbow grease, I found the courage. I walked down the hall toward the light coming from my room trying to find the courage to say what I needed to say. ![]()
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