She will be alright, I think.
After 15 years, they were breaking up. And it was Christmastime.
After all, our parents divorced when we were kids, so neither of them really had the right to say anything about our life choices.
Gabriella was pregnant. That happens pretty fast when you’re 23 years old, especially if you’ve been having sex regularly with some else’s boyfriend.
I hated conservative rich guys. Brendan wasn’t like that. He was a regular guy, proudly wearing his scruffy beard to his night job in a cubicle – answering IT questions for idiot baby-boomers.
“I am a 37-year old secretary looking for a job in a bad economy. A secretary that’s moving back in with her divorced mother. Get real. This sucks.”
You think somehow your love will be different. That everything will work out. And you keep taking the Pill, because it’s the responsible thing to do. And you work, and you hope…
As we drove slowly through the dark, snowy streets, Christmas lights sparkling at every door, I found myself wondering aloud how many unhappy couples lived behind the facades of these Mc Mansions.
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