Mel
I can’t really comprehend as to when I officially became “un-girlfriend-ated” (again), but the death was slow and actually not particularly painful. I’ll admit, the first twist of the knife knocked the wind out of me for… eh, a moment. The remainder was pretty uneventful: a rude email here, a snappy text message there, throw in a vacation-provoked trust-a-thon, then a bit of...