rest of his life with me,”
Julie told her. Meg raised an eyebrow.
“ He
proposed?” she asked. Julie shook her head.
“ No,
he literally told me that he wanted to spend the rest of his life
with me and instead of a ring, he had just started a company.
Security logistics and he said in six months, whether the company
will have grown or not, he was going to begin the new life with me.
And I was ecstatic,” Julie explained with a smile.
“ What
happened?” Meg asked.
“ One
day he just stopped picking my calls and he disappeared, without a
trace,” Julie admitted. Meg frowned. She now understood why
Julie had such a hard time trusting men. Why her dating life had been
such a roller coaster. Why she had walked out of relationships for
the simplest reasons. “And of all my exes, it turns out that he
was the one I married in a drunken stupor,” Julie added with a
smile. Meg looked at her and squeezed her shoulder reassuringly.
“ Listen,
there is so much more to you and you have a lot that defines you
rather than some dead beat ex,” she promised.
“ I
know,” Julie said. “It’s just…the memories
and…” her voice trailed off. Meg squeezed her shoulder
again and then sat on the edge of the desk looking down at Julie.
“ Honey,
Ethan is…” she started saying before Julie looked up and
shook her head.
“ Evan,”
she corrected her.
“ Same
difference,” Mg said. “Evan is just a nasty memory. He
doesn’t define you and he never will. What’s important is
the woman you’ve become and I am proud of you for that,”
she added. Julie smiled. “All you need to do is just get it
together and tell Steven, hey you know what babe, turns out I married
a douche back when I was in college and laugh about it,” she
said smiling. Julie looked up at her a small smile playing on her
lips. “Steven’s a great sport. He’ll understand.”
Chapter Four
Julie
was a mess when she got home. She had thought of all the ways she
could break the news to Steven but nothing seemed perfect. She had
made him his favorite: mashed potatoes and fried chicken. She had
never understood why something so plain happened to be his favorite.
Every so often she spruced it up with some vegetables on the side,
but like a child, he was not so big on eating his veggies. She had
even gone as far as Googling ‘How To Break Bad News To Someone
You Love’. As she looked through the web pages, she could not
decide whether this was a bad idea or downright dumb. She looked at
the screen and shook her head as she read through.
Step
One: Work out your own feedback to the news before you tell anyone.
She
shook her head and shrugged.
“ I
think I have pretty much worked out what I feel. Resentment,
contempt, disgust,” she
thought as she looked at the computer screen. “Let’s
see what the next thing is,” she
thought as she scrolled down the page.
Step
two: Are you the right person to break the news?
She
scoffed. “Of
course I am the right person for the job. Who else would do it?” she
thought. A sad smile played on her lips. “Maybe
I should get Steven’s ex to do the dirty work for me. Level the
playing field.” She
laughed at her thoughts and shook her head. “Get
yourself together, Julie. This is serious,” she
scolded herself.
Stet
three: Practice makes perfect.
Julie
leaned back. The word practice echoed in her head. She cleared her
throat and made a fist before relaxing it.
“ Steven,
I have something to tell you. I’m married,” she said to
no one in particular. She shook her head. That was too direct. “Babe,
I can’t marry you because…” Wait a minute. She
couldn’t just start her news with the words ‘I can’t
marry you’. The words just couldn’t come to her. She
picked the rubber band she had put on the table earlier and held her
hair back in a ponytail. She reached for the glass of wine on the
table and took a long sip. She noticed that the level in her glass
was getting low. And this was