The last night of beach week. She has nothing to lose. None of us really do at this point — we are leaving by 11 A.M. the next morning. Our time here is spent, our friendships ruined. Which isn’t meant to sound as negative as it comes across.
We are at a mini-golf place. Stephanie is [...]
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Was it the best recourse, to ignore her? In hindsight, I still say yes. I spoke to her maybe twice after that week and I haven’t seen her since. I never had to confront the reality of her statements. I’m not even sure they were real statements. (Do you even remember this, Stephanie? Is this [...]
