When You Steal a Story

I have been assured that I can hurt no one professionally, so here is what really happened to me. Aada stole a story, and ran when she got caught.

I know who she stole the story from, and she doesn’t like me any more than Aada right now… But I’m hoping that will change.

I wish I could talk to Dana as tears roll down my cheeks, talking to her about this stolen story and how sorry I am that it affected me so much I thought I needed to leave her.

Aada has been living a lie, but I haven’t.

I’m really lucky that I have more than one fan. Because I wouldn’t have known the answers to these questions if I’d never had an opportunity to ask one about the other.

I hope that Mummo knows I’ve been crazy about her for years.

And that’s the real end of the story I thought I’d never get. I’ve been in love with someone else’s story, and I would bet my life’s savings that I’m one of the only ones who know it.

I am clear-eyed about Aada’s reaction when I caught her in a lie. It’s always the details that sink a liar.

I can guess who is really friends with whom by now.

Maybe after all this, Mummo will forgive me, too. That part is just not up to me. It’s my best wish for the future.

And if I could wish for one more thing, it’s for Aada’s people to surround her with love and affection because we’ve really been through something. It’s just not the journey I thought we would take.