Chapter One Hundred and Nine: À few reminisces, few questions and time to drop someone else's charade
Reality was going to sting like a wasp but she needed to hear the truth and let the rose coloured glasses cease to cloud her thinking!
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"I am listening! All ears best friend!" I guess the way I said it with a tinge of sarcasm had her doubtful, perhaps she knew that my immediate instinct was to run off to the hills somewhere in my imagination and watch unicorns and sheep fly over a picket fence rather than listen to her overly exaggerated stories of what that liar did. I mean, why would I choose her tale over my imagination? Both of the stories were bound to be equally as ridicu-
Fine! Maybe I was denying her even a shot of sounding the slightest bit convincing by ins
