"I can do the forsaking thing."
And I did. Over the next month the girls Becky had mentioned (and a few she didn't) did indeed take a shot at me, but I wasn't interested. Why would I be? Remember my saying that Pauline was my Gold Standard? Well Becky was the Platinum Standard. No way was I going to mess it up.
No, Becky managed to be the one to do that.
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We had been back to school a little over three months and we still had a lot of shared classes. One morning, it was a Wednesday, we were walking from out ten o'clock class to the student cafeteria and I asked her what she wanted to do on Saturday night.
"I'm going to the Tim McGraw concert."
"Damn girl; couldn't you have given me a bit more warning? I'm not sure I can get tickets this late."
"Greg alread
