A Short Short Storyby Lisa Taddeo
The reason I am telling you about this man, I don’t want you to make the same mistake we did. When girls say they made a mistake with a man, the image is of nine wanton nights, blond hair thrown across bed sheets, lemony Los Angeles mornings spent in passionate disrepair. Those are the luxurious mistakes, the Marilyn mistakes. We are lucky, these days, to make Kardashian mistakes.
The mistake you make with this man is, you wait around for him. The man you wait around for is not a movie star, not an older and Tenerife-tan restaurateur. The man you wait around for wears fleeces to dinner and will never, even if you ask him to, throw you across a bed before dinner.