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It's Not About You

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by Olivia Reid

A lover who believed in me well enough to stand up for me and punch my ex dead in the face.

  I laughed aloud as I pulled the phone from my pocket.

  Thumbing my contacts, I pulled up Michael's profile. I stared at his beautiful picture on my phone, the one I'd taken while he slept, before I pressed the button to call. I settled down into the blanket and took in a deep, calming breath.

  'Cause you know…it was all about me.

  For now.

  The Author

  Olivia Reid has worked as a painter, as a graphic artist, on a tobacco harvester, as a waitress and as a barista. At present she lives in an undisclosed location in North Georgia while she puts her daughter through college and often has dinner with her gay best friend.

  This work and everything in it is the sole property of Olivia P. Reid. Any copying or reprinting will be prosecuted to the furthest extent of the law.

 

 

 


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