After a month of silence, I texted him yesterday.
Are you ready to talk to to me yet? I miss talking with you and wish things could be different.
Things should be different.
And on today, after he preaches his sermon, he send me an e-mail that says exactly,
Hi Ashby,
I want to let you know that I have been dating someone. We have decided to make it exclusive.
Pastor
That's it. That's all I get? I don't even rate an apology? How long has he been dating someone? Did he meet her after me? Is this an online someone? That girl from choir? That girl he mentioned from New York? An e-mail?
This past year, I noticed that whenever I watch Sex & the City I have this revulsion to the show. Everyone seems so immature. Surely people are not this immature. But here is living proof that a living 43-year old man has behaved exactly like a 23 year old boy.
Not Enough Whiskey in the World. Or at least, not in the apartment.
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