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Imogen sloshed. "You're not really expecting your ballet dancer home today are you?"
"No. She dumped me after our threesome. How did you know?"
"You're not like me, you'd never knowingly cheat on someone. Not even phone sex. You love too much."
Out of nowhere, hot tears popped and rolled down my cheeks. My throat clasped shut.
"Bye, BC."
"Bye."
I curled up tight, into a ball. Screwed shut my eyes. Sobbed like a child.
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An hour later the phone woke me from a miserable doze.
"BC, it's me. Fuck, the phone's been ringing and ringing, you OK?"
"Sara, I've had the craziest-- "
"Stop talking. I've got to tell you something. Rubbish Alan has--"
"If he's hurt you I'll--"
"What? No! He's asked me to marry him! We're getting married!"
Like the day couldn't get any weirder.
"And BC? I want you to be my Bridesman!"
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