I hadn’t seen her in the two years since we broke up. I was surprised to see her because she seemed out of place to me. I had gotten used to her memory and her physical presence was something different. I had expected to run into her somewhere, but I hadn’t. I was polite, although I didn’t really know what to say. Were there things I wanted to tell her? Probably. Did I want to introduce her to my girlfriend who was standing five feet away? Probably not. I slunk off without any parting words.
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