She Always Found the Drama
She was my roommate second semester in college. The drama was non-stop. I lost track of her.
A mutual friend moved to the same town she lived in and saw her. When I was in town one weekend, we dropped by to visit.
We stayed an hour or so, the conversation fascinating. It always was with her. She was the star of a bad movie.
- She got clean. She quit drugs a year and a half ago.
- Her ex-husband was gay. He was charged with molesting young boys.
- The guy who cut her grass turned out to be a serial killer. She answered when he called her from prison because she didn’t want to make him mad. And he was nice.
- She was working as a drug treatment counselor. She had been doing it for three years. (See #1.)
Some things never change.






