Why Are You Married?

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The next time we'd scheduled a meet-up, my best friend's girl suddenly had a work emergency. She posted pics online of her out drinking with friends and my best friend, late, after work.

We rescheduled but I got sick, and while I got plenty of "that's too bad" messages, she posted pics of waterskiing with her beau.

Finally, after I'd given up trying to hang out with my own best friend, she rescheduled one of his events; a football party. You don't mess with Sunday football.

He met me at the bar for the big game. It was like old times. We cheered, we booed, we sipped our drinks and we laughed and ribbed at each other and I got to throw in a few choice negative words at his girl without getting him mad at me.

The bartender girl sidled up to me, stuffing her tips into her apron, "Why at you married?"

"What?"

"I've been watching you all night. He really likes you. You like him. I never see your husband here. Why are you married? Are you staying together for the kids?"

"I love him."

Her eyebrows shot up.


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