I saw Alex today, he was bragging that he’d stocked your fridge from top to bottom.
” It was a typical Saturday morning when my ex, Alex, showed up at my doorstep.
This wasn’t unusual, except for the fact that I had kicked him out two months ago after he turned my life into an episode of a bad reality show.
I didn’t even hear him knock—he just appeared, like a misplaced cloud, looking all sheepish and holding a plastic grocery bag…..
