My girlfriend had always complained that I never stopped by during the week to see her (she lived with her parents). So, one day, I was in her neighborhood and her mom answered, but wouldn’t let me in. My girlfriend came to the door and asks what I was doing. It took a few seconds but I figured out what was going on and walked toward my car. She ran after me telling me that he was just a friend.

—Rick

Postscript: Her mom later told me she had been seeing both of us; neither one of us knew about the other. We didn’t see each other for about a year, got back together for about a year, then went our separate ways. She was beautiful, I miss her.

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