I moved to this town a year and a half ago. Through the grace of God, I have avoided my ex-boyfriend (whom I blame for everything that has gone wrong in my life in the last 7 years, whether warranted or not. Actually, it's ALL warranted.)
In the last two weeks, I have seen him at my grocery store more times than truly necessary. He hasn't spotted me yet - maybe because I HAUL ASS in the other direction when I see him - but it's just a matter of time.
I gotta get out of here.
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