After A Holiday Dinner Snub, I Chose To Walk Away

tickets, three hundred dollars. I wasn’t invited. Didn’t even know they went.

“There’s an Uber account linked. Rides Saturday nights. Downtown to home. Frequent.”

“Tessa and Belle going to bars,” Cara said. “So you’re paying for their drinks, their rides, their food, their entertainment, their gym. And in return, you get kicked in the teeth.”

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