The Best Thing

by Mariana Zapata

He was a human being with family. There was no way he’d ignored all forms of communication. It was stupid for him to even try and pull that lie on me. It had just been me he’d ignored. Goddamn it, I hated his guts. “You… you…,” the mountain of a man stuttered, quietly, forcing me to take in his

see Mo. I want to see you too. I want to be your friend again. I want to be more than your friend. I want to be more than any other friend you’ve ever had before or ever will.”

“But I’m not,” I told her, giving her a smile then and making sure not to break eye contact. “I had no idea who he was when we met. He made it seem like he was on vacation for the first few days after we met, but even if I had known who he was, it wouldn’t have mattered because I don’t know anything about rugby. And I don’t need his money. Kids really had never been in my life plan, even with this much of a stud muffin.“ Jonah choked right then, but I was on a roll and