They still loved each other, they just liked to yell. And even if they didn’t still love each other, they loved her enough not to want to ruin her once in a lifetime bat mitzvah, right? Unfortunately, from the muff led shouting coming from her mom’s room, maybe Stacie had been right about them splitting. “He told me he wasn’t going to be there, okay?” Beth yelled. “He was just going to give me the keys and the directions.” 156 Saralee Rosenberg “What am I? Stupid? ’Cause it’s a real believable story. A guy you meet at a bar says, yeah sure, here’s the keys to my house in the Hamptons. Have a nice day.” “What do you want me to say? That was the deal. I told him I was in a bad place right now and the last thing I needed was to complicate my life even further by getting involved.” “Really. A beautiful, married woman runs off and needs a place to stay, and he’s like, that’s cool. Help yourself to what’s in the fridge.” “That’s right.” “So then why did he dump you at a train station like you were garbage?
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