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She blurts the last part angrily as I pull back out onto the street. “Traffic’s bad.” Nice observation, Sherlock Marie.
         “Continue.”
         “So, I went on a few dates, had a bit of a fumble. After the cake party yesterday I dropped Amelia’s uniform at Sylvia’s and went straight to Nate’s,” Nate is short for Nathan I’m guessing, doesn’t ring a bell. “And I stayed the night. I woke up at about six thirty, my car alarm was going off. I woke Nate up, we both went outside to check it out. His Wife was stood, in the middle of the fucking street waving a crowbar around.” She shudders a little. “She takes one look at me and charges so I sprayed her in the eyes with pepper spray and Nate went mad at me! I apologized to her and said I didn’t know. She started swinging blindly and ended up hitting somebody else’s car. She was fucking crazy. Luckily by this point the cops arrived, someone had called them before we even got outside. I had to press charges and make a statement. I told them to tell her I genuinely didn’t know but I doubt she’ll be interested.” Wow. “So… yeah.”
         I don’t say anything, I don’t know what to say. So I laugh, I don’t just laugh I howl. Then she starts laughing, I have to pull over, my gut hurts. We both heave with laughter until tears are streaming down our faces. After a few hiccups we stop and stare at each other , my green eyes to her twinkling grays. I roll my eyes and tug playfully on a lock of her caramel colored hair. “Come on. Let’s go and get some breakfast.”
         “Sounds good.”
     
         We head to Marie’s regular breakfast café, all of the staff know her and know her order without her saying anything. I opt for coffee, and eggs on toast. I used to be a carpenter so obviously I worked out on the job, now I just sit on my ass all day with little exercise. I don’t want to start eating too much junk, I might lose my abs. Now I’m starting to sound like a girl but it’s a legitimate concern…
     
         “So,” I say around a mouthful of toast. “Shall we go steal one of Maya’s cars or get a hire car?”
         “Insuran ce company is bringing me a loan car until this one is fixed or scrapped.” She sips her coffee. “Mm, I never get tired of this place.”
         “Anything planned for the week?”
         “Work, I’ve got a lot of shoots this week,” Marie is a freelance photographer, much like Crystal was, except she was hired by ‘Family Portraits’ one of the best places for a photographer to work in the city. Marie is a struggling artist so to speak. “But nothing for next week.” Shit, she doesn’t exactly get paid a lot for her shoots from what Maya has told me. So for her to miss an entire week of work… ouch. “What about you?”
         “I’m going to start taking business classes,” I stuff the last of my eggs into my mouth. “Carpentry won’t even cover a third of my new bills.”
         She gives me a slanted smile, “So, at the moment you’re just Maya and James’ errand boy?”
         “Pretty much!” It’s true, I get paid to do the work they don’t want to do.
         “It’s better than nothing.”
         It certainly is. “I still can’t believe your car has been smashed in by your ‘boyfriends’ psycho Wife.”
         “It’s not just me he’s been cheating with though, he has that apartment for the sole purpose of fucking other people.”
         “The guy is sick in the head.”
         She nods in agreement, we fall into a comfortable silence. I lift my drink to take a sip. “So how long have you been in love with Maya?” And I just sprayed the aisle with coffee.
         “W… what?” I stammer as I wipe my mouth.
         She gives me a grin and cocks her head like a dog.
         “I’m not in love with Maya.” Really, I’m not.
         “HA!” she slams her hand on the table, nobody seems to be