“Didn’t
it ever occur to you that you had the perfect boyfriend in Dallas?” she asked,
eyeballing me fiercely.
Well
of course it had – but he was gay – what was I supposed to do? Turn a blind eye
whenever he got a new guy in his life? “I don’t follow?”
Celeste
looked up at the sky muttering to herself. Finally she turned to look at me.
“Dallas is not gay.” She said as if
she was speaking to a small child, “He was trying to get you to fall in love with
him by pretending to be your boyfriend – he was supposed to confess that to you
that night at the Hub instead of breaking up as you’d agreed,” she took a deep
breath and rolled her eyes again, “but he bottled it at the last minute and
went with the stupid plan he made with you
instead of the brilliant one he made with me.”
Faith, Operation Boyfriend...coming soon
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