Chapter Eighteen
The interview with Brad didn’t go as well as I’d hoped. In the back of my mind, I thought he’d just sigh and say, “Oh, I completely understand, we can’t relive the past, have a nice life.” The reality was that he ended up asking a few pointed questions about why I’d changed my mind, to which I replied it was none of his business. Then he said it actually was his business, since I’d agreed to go out with him a second time. I was forced to tell him that I couldn’t see him ever again because I was in love with someone else, and that wasn’t going to change any time soon. Then I made a nasty remark to the effect that he’d had his chance with me and blown it. This lovely conversation received its end punctuation via me hanging up and wishing I’d never agreed to go out with him
