Love, Broken, and Found
So I got to be the joke, the topic of conversation for everyone else.
My voice grew colder. "If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up."
"Wait!" Jeff's voice turned urgent. "December 12th is our anniversary. Your favorite singer's concert is that night. I know you've always wanted to go. I'll buy the tickets, and we'll go together, okay?"
For a brief second, I almost thought about telling him the truth.
But before I could speak, Larissa's voice rang from the other side of the call. "Jeff, I forgot my towel. Can you grab it for me?"