My best friend was a physicist and I was
having an affair with his wife.
I had been friends with Steve since high
school. His interests had always turned
toward physics and mine toward building things.
It was a perfect combination; he would dream up strange little gadgets
and I would build them for him.
After high school, he moved to Atlanta to
attend University of Georgia (how ‘bout them dawgs!) while I stayed home and
went to work in a machine shop. Since
Atlanta was only about 70 miles away, I would still see him once or twice a
month when he would come up to visit his parents. We kept in close touch throughout his years
at the university. Between the beers we
drank and the gadgets he would have me build and the long talks about—well just
about everything, the subject of girls rarely came up.
I guess that’s why I was so surprised when
I first met Joanna.
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