Midnight phone calls.
Sneaking out without telling anyone.
Absence for long periods in weekends.
This and a lot more encompasses the relationship between Zack and his first wife M. Who first wife? His best friend since 200 AD.
If I address a guy as his wife, then you can imagine the depth of their relationship. It befuddles me sometimes, when a call starting at 10PM continues till 12AM and stops only if I glare a tad too much. Zack’s aunt has caught up with me. Both of us address M as the first wife, much to everyone’s amusement. As of now, talks are on with a prospective bride for M.
Wont you miss M when his marriage occurs, I ask Zack.
Oh no, in fact we can exchange notes now, he replies gleefully.
I officially have a reason to run away from him.