"Tell me, pretty girl. Why don’t you have a boyfriend?" She takes a long drink from her beer before saying, "That’s what you want to talk about right now. The other men in my life." "Are you saying there are other men in your life?" Pulling out of my arm, she sits up straight and starts tearing at the label on her beer bottle. "Honestly, Holden, my life is complicated as hell right now. I am beyond lost. I broke up with my ex three months ago. We weren’t together long, but he won’t let go." Knowing another man is vying for her attention fills me with rage.
