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"  Ashley only agreed to return my phone after I&amp;#039;d had a good night&amp;#039;s sleep, a bacon, egg, and cheese sandwich, and an iced coffee the size of an NBA player&amp;#039;s foot.  &amp;quot;Stay calm,&amp;quot; Ashley whispered to me after I dialed Peter&amp;#039;s number.  &amp;quot;Obviously I will stay calm,&amp;quot; I hissed.  &amp;quot;You sound like the opposite of calm right now.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Sshh!&amp;quot; I waved my hand furiously at her.  &amp;quot;Josie?&amp;quot; Peter said when he picked up. &amp;quot;Hi,&amp;quot; I said. &amp;quot;Hi. What&amp;#039;s, uh, what&amp;#039;s going on?&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Well, something kind of\u2026disturbing happened. Last night. Do you have a second?&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Of course. Are you okay?&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Not really.&amp;quot; I stood up and started pacing. My heart was going a million miles a minute. &amp;quot;I ran into Elizabeth at The Standard last night.&amp;quot; I heard Peter exhale, but he didn&amp;#039;t say anything. &amp;quot;She was all fucked up. So I don&amp;#039;t know what to believe. But she said she was sorry we broke up and that you and her, quote, were just in a more compatible place right now.&amp;quot; Silence. Then, &amp;quot;She said that.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;She said that.&amp;quot; I replied. &amp;quot;So that&amp;#039;s the disturbing thing that happened?&amp;quot; Peter asked.  &amp;quot;Well, yeah. What did she mean? Are you guys back together?&amp;quot; I glanced at Ashley, who gave me a nod of encouragement.  &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t have a simple answer to that question, Josie.&amp;quot;  This one time when I was a little kid I fell off my bike and the handle bar jabbed me in the stomach so hard, all I could do was lie in the fetal position on the side of the road until I got my breath back. I felt like that now. &amp;quot;Sounds like a yes to me,&amp;quot; I quipped. &amp;quot;No, it&amp;#039;s not a yes,&amp;quot; Peter said. &amp;quot;But we are\u2026revisiting things. Talking about it anyway.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Revisiting things?&amp;quot; I shot back at him. &amp;quot;We&amp;#039;ve been broken up three and a half days. Way to let the body cool.&amp;quot; Then I realized. &amp;quot;Or this has been going on for a while.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;No, Josie,&amp;quot; Peter said firmly. &amp;quot;Nothing happened while we were together.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Just some time in the 72 hours we were over though, huh?&amp;quot; Ashley was signing something to me, but I couldn&amp;#039;t understand what she was trying to say, so I just turned my back to her. Peter sighed. &amp;quot;What do you want to hear, Josie?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;The truth!&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Fine! The truth is that being with you made me realize I&amp;#039;m too old to dick around.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;So you were just dicking around&amp;quot;\u2014 &amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s not what I meant,&amp;quot; Peter said hastily. &amp;quot;I meant that what we had, where could it go? I&amp;#039;m the only one of my friends who doesn&amp;#039;t have kids.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Fedora guy,&amp;quot; I pointed out. &amp;quot;Okay, with the exception of him, who is also four years younger than me.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;So your baby clock is ticking, and your solution to that is Elizabeth?&amp;quot; &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t expect you to understand,&amp;quot; Peter sighed. &amp;quot;Peter, look, everything aside, if you want to be with someone who is ready to settle down for the love of God be smart enough not to do that with someone like her.&amp;quot; Peter laughed. &amp;quot;Thanks for the tip.&amp;quot; We were quiet for a few moments.  &amp;quot;So, I guess I&amp;#039;m going to go,&amp;quot; I said, finally. &amp;quot;I need you to believe that I wasn&amp;#039;t with her while we were together,&amp;quot; Peter said. &amp;quot;Nothing has even happened between us now. We&amp;#039;re just talking.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;It doesn&amp;#039;t really matter anymore,&amp;quot; I swallowed the lump in my throat. &amp;quot;I have to go. Bye.&amp;quot; I hung up before Peter could say anything else. I didn&amp;#039;t want our last conversation to be an argument, but I also wasn&amp;#039;t about to tell him I believed him when I just didn&amp;#039;t.  What do you think\u2014something had to be going on while we were together, right? "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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