Walking Away From Our Broken Life
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Summary
It happened during the third round of drinks.
Travis, a guy who had been two years behind me at State, suddenly stood up. The screech of his chair against the hardwood floor cut through the chatter of the reunion dinner like a serrated blade.
The entire private room at the bistro went silent.
He pointed a finger directly at me, his face flushed a deep, drunken crimson.
"Jason, man, I’m putting my cards on the table tonight," he slurred, his voice loud enough to vibrate the wine glasses. "I’m in love with Elena. I think we should have a fair shot at her. May the best man win."
