And all my friends up here are leaving. H. went back to her hometown, to either patch it up with her hubby or tear it completely down. Either way I wish the best for her...but secretly, I'm giving her a year before the island pulls her back. It did me.
And it would give my friend R. a better chance with her. E.'s leaving on the 30th, and S.'s flying to Florida soon, to get hitched. Luce isn't so sure he's the best thing for her, and only time will tell. I kinda trust Luce's judge of character. Hell, she calls me her best friend...there's something in that, right?
Everybody else has kept their mouths shut (or I haven't heard anything else, which could be the case) But when S. was married, it seems like everybody hated his wife...and they were right, too.
There are days when I think Luce and her husband are trying to set me up with one of the guys from the group. While that is my usual M.O., I don't know if I'll be ready or not. Besides, I sat with all of the guys for breakfast once- and at the time, I couldn't see myself spending the rest of my life with any of them.
I'll be heartbrooken when they get their own girls, but I just ain't it.
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