12-27-02 - 7:14 p.m.
so berries wants to show me glitzy christmas lights and the house happens to be on his new street, so we drive past his house and tucked in the driveway so neatly are his and her vehicles and the windows are glowing and i can't explain why, but something cuts me. cuts my heart.
he calls this morning because he has an inspection and we can't meet at the lake like we always do on fridays. and he wants to know what i'm doing.
i just finished making a three tier wedding cake, i tell him, and i put a new roof on the house. i am crying inside, but he doesn't know it, because crying is a proud, private thing, and in the wake of these lies, i'd rather be plotting a painless way out of this endless, endless heartache.