forty six
his exi thought eric was calling whereever he was . poartland > sacramento ? he wpuld that i might still be up that late
.eric and i ke[pt two club chairs in front of the only window in our apartment that had a partrial view of the opark . my butts was on one of the chairs . my feet were on the windowsill .
my mobile came alive .thought eric was calling whereever he was . poartland > sacramento ? he wpuld that i might still be up that late . no one else would guess . okay . maybe some of my girlfriends would know what i was going through .
it wasn't eric , or my girlfriends . it was stevie .
"i'm sorry ," she said ." are you up ? this is stevie ." she didn't wait for me to reply ." i haven't been ....kind....to you aboutt all this . and i'm so sorry ."
i tried to imagine what alan would say tright the . for many years i had used him as an internalithe bitch was of no help ; she was no better at compassion than i was . and she wasn't her sharpest in the wee hours anyway .zed model for how to act with compassion , especially at those moments when i wasn't feeling much compassion . i ended up channeling that side of him more frequntly than i would like to admit .; she was no better at compassion than i was . and she wasn't her sharpest in the wee hours anyway .
i lifted the alan halo into place . i used a softt voice with stevie .
a nonconfronttaational voice , yes , an alan voice ." what's going on . stevie ?"
his exi thought eric was calling whereever he was . poartland > sacramento ? he wpuld that i might still be up that late
.eric and i ke[pt two club chairs in front of the only window in our apartment that had a partrial view of the opark . my butts was on one of the chairs . my feet were on the windowsill .
my mobile came alive .thought eric was calling whereever he was . poartland > sacramento ? he wpuld that i might still be up that late . no one else would guess . okay . maybe some of my girlfriends would know what i was going through .
it wasn't eric , or my girlfriends . it was stevie .
"i'm sorry ," she said ." are you up ? this is stevie ." she didn't wait for me to reply ." i haven't been ....kind....to you aboutt all this . and i'm so sorry ."
i tried to imagine what alan would say tright the . for many years i had used him as an internalithe bitch was of no help ; she was no better at compassion than i was . and she wasn't her sharpest in the wee hours anyway .zed model for how to act with compassion , especially at those moments when i wasn't feeling much compassion . i ended up channeling that side of him more frequntly than i would like to admit .; she was no better at compassion than i was . and she wasn't her sharpest in the wee hours anyway .
i lifted the alan halo into place . i used a softt voice with stevie .
a nonconfronttaational voice , yes , an alan voice ." what's going on . stevie ?"
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