Aug 11, 2006 10:51
My neighbor died yesterday. He's my friend's stepdad. Supposedly he drowned in his pool. It feels weird, you know, since I was talking to him just the day before.
As if that weren't enough of a smack in the face, I get a phone call form John later that night. Telling me he has a date the day I get in to Tallahassee. I know it's supposed to be an "open relationship" but it still bugs me.