January 13th, 1990

January 13th, 1990

Flight from LGW – AGP – LGW

Gatwick Airport Hotel

 

“You did what?” Laney asked.

“It was horrible, wasn’t it?”

“I’d say.”

“I feel terrible,” I groaned.

“You should. Don’t expect him to contact you ever again.”

“Actually,” I said sheepishly. “He rang me this morning.”

“No way.”

“Yeah, he said he was ringing to see how I was feeling.”

“What did you say?” she asked.

“I apologized for leaving the way I did and told him I don’t really have any interest in going out with him again.”

“I hope you didn’t say all that in the same sentence.”

“Of course I didn’t. I’m not that insensitive.”

“I don’t know about that.”

“Listen, if your heart isn’t in it, isn’t it better to be done with it rather than lead someone on to think it is, only to eventually hurt them?”

“You have a point but you based this decision on seeing him, what? Three times?”

“Something like that,” I nodded.

“Too soon, much too soon.”

“Not when you know your feelings are elsewhere.”

She drained the last of the wine from her glass. “I could throttle you.”

“What? Why?”

“When will you accept that it’s all over with Ben?”

“I wasn’t…”

“You must know by now that he’s not the one for you!”

“I do.”

“What?”

“I do know that. I don’t like it but I do know it. And there’s no need to shout.”

She looked at me, confused. “But you just said otherwise.”

“You were too busy interrupting to let me finish.”

“Oh ok, then finish.”

“When I was out with Jack last night, all I could think about was David and it made me realize how much I really miss him and want to make a go of it with him.”

“I see,” she said, placing her glass on the table.

“Why’d you just roll your eyes?” I asked.

“I was hoping you’d pick someone who at least lives in the same country.”

“It could work.”

“It won’t,” she stated.

“Don’t say that. There’s no need to say something like that.”

Laney stared at me. “You know what your problem is?”

“I’m sure you’re about to tell me!”

She surprised me by continuing. “You can be very unrealistic at times.”

“And you can be very opinionated.”

“See? You won’t even listen,” she said, getting up.

“Maybe I don’t care what you have to say!”

“Suit yourself,” she said, heading for the door.

I opened my mouth to speak but I didn’t know what to say, so I kept quiet and watched Laney storm out of my room.

Well done, Karen! This is the second night in a row you’ve managed to hurt or piss somebody off. Nice. Real nice.

Ugh!

 

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