...wasn't that the way all 'Dear John's' began?
'Someone from my past has said he would be subscribing to the same site we met on.'
Lovely. Could things GET any worse?
'And, I don't know for sure, but I think he's going to want to claim me for his own.'
Just when I didn't think it could get any worse.
Admittedly, I'd fumbled the ball - not picking up on her cues and clues right away is what did it; I know. However - what just happened? And how did I miss it? How could it have happened so fast?
So, what did I do? Rather than backing out gracefully, I did what any self-effacing man in desparate circumstances would do: I panicked. Jumped right in there with both feet in my mouth and...
Blew it. Well, actually, by that time, it was far too late, but I didn't actually know that at the time. No, it took FAR longer - and a WHOLE lot more pain and anguish - before cold, harsh reality set in.
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