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I was glad Becky wasn't home when the cab dropped me off. I wanted to cry in peace without having to explain that my heart was exploding with pain in my chest because the man I loved had dumped me. The man she hated. She wouldn't understand.
I cried in bed until I didn't have any tears left, then I got up and ate cookies and cream ice cream straight from the tub. Once my head cleared, I dialed Ellen's number.
"Why the hell did you tell him?" I shouted when she answered.
Silence, then: "I take it he didn't calm down overnight?"
"No, Ellen, he didn't. He's furious. He yelled at me and…" I stifled a sob. "And he fired me. He hates the sight of me now."
"Oh, Cleo, I'm sorry. It completely backfired. I thought I was doing the right thing in telling him, but it seems not."
"Do you know
