The Other Woman Knew My Name
I thought I was the secret. Then she approached me at the farmer's market, calm as weather, and said, "We should talk about David."
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When you can't stop thinking about someone.
I thought I was the secret. Then she approached me at the farmer's market, calm as weather, and said, "We should talk about David."
Public account clean. Private alt has the hashtag and his face and comments from her that are not my business.
I knew her coffee order from Instagram. I still met him at the hotel. I told myself knowledge was protection. It wasn't.
Told my husband girls trip. Told my friends marriage retreat. Only the hotel knew both names.
Default for the world. Piano for my wife. Silence for the woman I should have blocked.
Soccer is Tuesdays. Her flight lands Thursdays. I am a calendar for a man I can't introduce to anyone.
Fourteen seconds. "I mean it." I've played it enough to know the breath before the last word.
He posted a gym selfie at 11 p.m. My finger did it before my brain. His girlfriend replied with a skull emoji. I have not slept.
We broke up four years ago. I am engaged now. The hoodie is frayed and smells less like him every month and I cannot throw it away.