On mixed-up memories
Her: So remember when you were seeing “Fast Eddie” and you left me on the boardwalk by myself to go meet up with him somewhere?
Me: Yeah, but I don’t remember leaving you there by yourself.
Her: Oh yep, you did.
Me: I would never do that. There had to have been another person.
Her: No one.
Me: It was stupid. We met up by 12th street and he was drunk and pissed on the beach as I watched.
Her: I remember you telling me that after you found me again.
Me: Oh.
I honestly don’t think I left her alone. Did I?
