The End Of Something

It was 2004. For a few months now, we’d been having lunch regularly and exchanging email almost daily.

"I’d love to see Rabbi X.’s face when he finds out we’re going out," I wrote her.

"We’re not going out," she replied. "We’re just friends who have lunch."

Oh.

About Luke Ford

I teach Alexander Technique in Beverly Hills (Alexander90210.com).
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