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Hank was my high school graduation gift and I’d throw Joe off a cliff before I’d give up Hank.
Lesson to all ladies: Love is a lie. Men will find some way to seek out other women. Let’s all just get dildos and call it a day.
“You think we could be friends?” he asks. “I don’t really have a lot of those.”
Grace lets out her first laugh of the night and it’s like Christmas bells. My chest twinges. I’d missed that sound.
Some of us may hold the title of “manager,” but at the end of the day, we’re just kids that became adults and were mistakenly given responsibility.
“I… want you.” He slaps his hands on his knees. “Yep. That’s… all I got. I want you. I miss you. God, I miss you so much, Grace.”
I’ve learned before that giving up your dreams for someone else is a slippery slope into self-loathing.
Because it’s about time I grew up. Because I love it. Because I love Grace.