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                  “No. I don’t. You tell me!” I was on fire. I was suffocating. I needed oxygen and I immediately wanted comfort from Rachel.
                  “Phoenix, I’ve been with Jem for the past two months now. I mean it started out with just friendly flirting and stuff, and then I thought it was just physical, but now,” Bradley was really trying to explain the evolution of this sordid affair?
                  “Shut up! I don’t need a play by play! Do you love her or me?” I was yelling into the phone now.
                  “I’ll always love you, Phoenix.” Bradley whispered. “We’ve been together for ten years. Of course, I’ll always love you.”
                  “Bull. If you loved me, you wouldn’t have an affair! So, what? You want a divorce?”
                  “No, not necessarily.” What was I hearing? Bradley didn’t want me, but he didn’t want a divorce?
    “Please, Bradley. Don’t play games with me. You’ve already had the affair. Next logical step is a divorce. I don’t want to be anyone’s ex-wife. That’s not what I imagined when we married.” Tears welled in my eyes.
                  “Phoenix, I can’t ask you to wait for me while I figure this shit out. All I know is I’m going through some stress and I care about you, but I am having these feelings for Jem.” There was a finality to his words and I felt defeated, so I came out swinging.
                  “Well, crap, don’t let me stand in your motherhumping way.” I was cursing like a sailor now, sort of.
                  “Phoenix. I knew you wouldn’t understand.” Did Hilary understand when it got out that someone else sucked her husband’s presidential lollipop? Outside of the glare of the media, I’m sure she went ballistic too.
                  “I don’t understand you! Love is absolute. You can’t have your thingee swinging from here to there. It needs to land somewhere and when you decide, I might not be there to accept it. You’re filth to me right now.” My words exploded like fireworks. I had to concentrate so I wouldn’t beg him to come back to me. I wanted him back already and I hated myself for that.
                  “Well, all I know is that I don’t want us to call it quits on our marriage. I would feel better if you tried dating someone else.” Was he serious?
                  “Two wrongs don’t make a right, Bradley.” I countered trying to sound even keeled.
                  “I know, but who is the guy in the picture? He seems nice.” He finally saw the picture of me and Angelica hanging on Gerard outside of the club.
                  “No. You don’t know, or else you wouldn’t be trying to pimp your wife out to someone else. Gerard would be more into you than me anyway! We were doing reports at a strip club! Did you even read the message with the picture! You need to think about what you say before you put it out there. And as for Jem, you better get checked, she might have fleas and if you think I would let you touch me after the stunt you just pulled. Thank Buddha, I forced you to wear a condom before you left!”
                  “Fleas? God, Phoenix. You’re so dramatic!” He yelled, then I heard the flea bag’s voice in the background. “If you need to call Rachel, do so. If you want to go to Guam just charge the credit card and I’ll take care of it.” I saw red.
                  “Don’t worry about me. I won’t be able to keep a straight face anyway if I went home. Put Jem on the line now.” Bradley hesitated, but I heard a shuffling.
                  “Phoenix.” Jem started.
                  “Listen here. Don’t even speak to me. You will just listen. Please, keep Bradley. I won’t argue with you. You took a married man and he was