Doug stretches out his arms on the back of the couch and sighs. “I’m not in a polyamorous relationship—or any relationship—but I’ve been watching the way you are with Jeb and Embry. You really care about them.” “Yeaaah,” I say, not sure where he’s going with this. “We thought maybe you needed someone to talk to about them. Who wasn’t them.” I gulp, because he’s—they’re—right. I sip my beer and think about all the things I need to work through. After a few moments, I start with the most obvious. “We keep getting in these terrible fights,” I say quietly. “And I don’t know how to stop.” Doug,
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