Fallout (Crank 3)
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her shoulders slump slightly. Okay,
might as well confess. I met this
guy. He’s my teacher, actually,
and he is incredible. She spits
out a list of attributes: tall,
gorgeous, smart, professional.
Then, a major ding: divorced.
Divorced? Like with alimony
and child support? How old
is the guy, anyway? Might as
well ask. “How old is he, anyway?”
I expect her to say forty-five,
maybe even fifty. So it comes
as a major surprise when she
answers, Thirty-one. I know it’s
kind of weird to think about
going out with someone
who’s younger. But stranger
things happen every day, right?
She said think about going
out with … So … “Does
that mean you aren’t going
out with him yet, or what?”
Not sure why the idea of her
dating this guy bothers me so
much. He’s not like her first
or anything. But something seems
different. No … yes … uh …
Not like real dates. No movies
or dancing or anything. Just