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"--when I don’t know if it can ever lead to more than sex I’m not built that way I can’t separate I’ve tried It doesn’t work for me the same way it does for you"

He finally pulled away "Was wondering how long it would take you to bring up the other wo" Her face felt like aa fact"

"Then I want to state a fact"

"Fine"

He scooted away froainst the end of the wood-paneled trailer "We’re not friends"

"No, we’re not friends"

"And we never will be"

Her heart broke open a little more, and she pulled the sheet to cover herself "I know that"

"What do you want fro into a y"

Of course she wanted hih she’d never admit it She kneasn’t fair to him She’d tried to move on as well She squashed the petty, jealous part of her heart and remained calize when you caing that up after seventy years?"

"No, you brought it up when you accosted me at the pub You said as far as you were concerned, we never finished our last arguize?"

A le word A single answer that could have changed everything Anne forced herself to remain calm

"But you didn’t, Patrick You threw all your conquests in my face and told me it was my fault that you’d fucked them That you hated me"

"I didn’t…" He cleared his throat "I didn’t hate you"

"You said you did"

He scrubbed both hands over his face and took a deep breath "I said a lot of things then I didn’t mean them"

"Then why did you say them?"

"Because you drove me mad!" He tore at his hair "You stood there, so cal to you"

Still schooling her features, she asked, "How could you think that?"

"You had so many walls, Anne You let me in, but never completely"

Anne felt it like a physical blow