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Camille, my best friend, looked as mortified as I must have. Speaking of drama, I was waiting for the shoe to drop on another embarrassing moment. Either way, the result is I wish I was still single. I can’t imagine what he gets out of regaling the tale. Everyone stared. So I live through them. If you can’t tell, I consider myself a wallflower. He’d promised not to humiliate me this time. However, something’s not right. I look good this evening in my favorite long black pencil skirt, floral print blouse and black boots. My girlfriends think I’m crazy.I I had braced myself for what was to come next. That is where the similarity ends. And so it began. Seriously, it’s nothing like he makes it out to be. This is not the white rock teeth whitening 1860’s and I am not a merciless flirt nor am I conniving. I’m a brunette and hazel-eyed and twenty-seven with long legs and an ample bosom and narrowed waistline. All of a sudden he was snuggling me in true dog like-fashion with his forehead and cheek, while reeking of alcohol and smiling. I could have buried myself at the moment, and in fact I did close my eyes and shake my head (wishing). I felt my face flush, and I just knew. Often times wishing I could morph into the era if for nothing else but to feel as special as Scarlett or at least as dramatic. He was too conversational. And on many occasions I’d visited the Peachtree Street home in which the setting for Gone with the Wind takes place. Did I ever tell you . Chpt. I had given him the eye before he could really get started but I guess the alcohol increased his affectionate nature. To hear him tell it, he is Rhett Butler and I’m Scarlett O’ Hara-not. The pity welling in her eyes made the inevitable that much more certain to occur. I knew immediately what was coming. I half covered my face, closed my eyes and sunk deeper into his lap with no escape. Though admittedly, we are in Marietta, Georgia. And it is not because I am unattractive, I am. He vice gripped my arm and yanked me down in the loveseat nearly on top of him. And there he sits, about to open his mouth and insert foot-again. It is not that long a drive from Marietta to Atlanta. Plus I’d like to think I can find my own man thank you. Every time there’s a gathering of friends he
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