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" As I was walking out of work today, my cell started vibrating. I pulled it out of my bag. LB.  &amp;quot;What do you want?&amp;quot; I asked.  &amp;quot;To inform you that not everything is about you, K.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;I never said it was!&amp;quot; When I raised my voice, a couple walking past turned to look at me. &amp;quot;But that doesn&amp;#039;t mean I have to be happy about my best friend and my brother having some tawdry affair and hiding it from me.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;First of all, we didn&amp;#039;t have some tawdry affair. And even if we did, it&amp;#039;s none of your business. You shouldn&amp;#039;t be taking this out on Sarah. Take it out on me.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;No, actually, I should be taking it out on Sarah. You&amp;#039;re my brother -- I don&amp;#039;t expect you to tell me all the intimate details of your life. But I expect my best friend to not keep things from me, especially when they have to do with my own family.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Again, K. Not about you. Have you even asked her what happened between us?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Not really.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;So you don&amp;#039;t even know why you&amp;#039;re so pissed off.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m pissed off because the two of you practically ruined Christmas. Family Christmas. As in, my family. And yours. And neither one of you seemed to care who was upset by it.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Nothing happened at Christmas! Look, Sarah and I hooked up once, before I was married. Danielle and I were going through a rough patch, and I wasn&amp;#039;t sure if I wanted to go through with the wedding. It was stupid and we never did it again. Sarah and I are friends. Occasionally we talk. It&amp;#039;s not a big deal.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Sarah sure acted like it was a big deal,&amp;quot; I pointed out.  He sighed. &amp;quot;Just call her, would you? She&amp;#039;s upset.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Why do you know that and I don&amp;#039;t?!&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Not. About. You. Jesus!&amp;quot;  And then he hung up on me, which he&amp;#039;s done a million times before. If what LB told me was true -- and knowing that LB is a reverse exaggerator with the way he downplays just about everything, it was probably only half-true -- and they didn&amp;#039;t have an affair, then what was all that &amp;quot;Not really?&amp;quot; stuff she said about when I asked her? And why would she avoid me and then move out? It doesn&amp;#039;t add up.  I decided to call Sarah, wherever she is. I dialed, but it went straight to voicemail.  &amp;quot;Hey Sarah, it&amp;#039;s K.,&amp;quot; I said. &amp;quot;My brother just hung up on me, but not before he suggested I call you. We do need to talk. Not fight. Just talk. Will you call me? I&amp;#039;ll be around all night. Bye.&amp;quot;  She didn&amp;#039;t call me back. And now I&amp;#039;m going to bed. "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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