Stood Up
Language: en
The seventh time Maya stood me up at City Hall, I decided to cut her out of my life for good. If she was at a party, I wasn’t. When she was invited to perform at our university reunion, I left before she took the stage. When my company decided to partner with hers, I quit on the spot. Even on New Year’s Eve, when she came to my parents’ house, I made an excuse about visiting friends and walked out the door. I blocked her number, unfriended her on everything, and went completely scorched earth. No contact from me, no access to me. A clean break. For the better part of the last thirty years,…