“He did that to trick Jill into getting pregnant,” Heather said. “He…”
“Put a pin through all the condoms so she’d get pregnant,” Sandy said.
“That was like a month before he…”
“Left for a guys’ week again,” Jill said. “This time, he didn’t tell me he was going until the day he left. He said he ‘forgot’ I told him I would leave him if he went on another trip. I had to go to work so I…”
“She moved out. Well.” Sandy and Jill shared a long look. “With our help, she moved out.”
“Sandy let me live with her,” Jill said. “She had just moved into her condo. It has three bedrooms. She said I could stay there as long as I wanted. But mostly I just worked and laid in bed and cried. Those stupid pills didn’t help. They made me impulsive AND depressed.”
“We drank lots of hot chocolate,” Heather said. “Tanesha and I moved in to be with Jill. We were really worried she would kill herself or… something.”
“I was pretty messed up,” Jill said. “I think that’s why I was so screwed up when he left. We got through all of this, had Katy, then he leaves… ME… After I…”
“Moving on,” Tanesha said. “Sandy has a client who works on the Simpson’s. There’s a huge mask party for Mardi Gras in Santa Monica, California. Sandy got tickets for all of us.”
“My cousin got us real plane tickets to LA,” Heather said. “Said it was to make up for the Thailand thing.”
“So we dragged Jill to LA,” Sandy said.
“Now it’s your turn,” Tanesha said.
“My turn?” Jacob asked. “I don’t know anything about your trip to LA.”
“You know a little,” Jill said.
“I’m still processing that.” Jacob saw the stern looks on the women’s faces and acquiesced. “I’d been out of college a year or so and mostly finished with my college girlfriend. She thought I was haunted by the stuff that happened here.”
“Stuff?” Heather asked.
“My mother’s death. My father’s infidelity. Owning half of a stupid company that had nothing to do with me. My sister’s complete shut down. Mike’s disappearance. Stuff.”
“Oh, I thought you meant girl stuff,” Heather said. “Because we heard you were quite the ladies man in high school.”
“I was promiscuous.”
Figuring the best offense was silence, Jacob stopped talking. He had no intention of going over his sexual history with Jill’s friends.
“How did you get to Santa Monica?” Jill asked.
“Lipson construction was looking at a project in the Marina. Because out of state work is outside of Lipson’s standard procedure, Dad needed everyone’s approval. Val and I went to review the project. I hadn’t seen Val in a while. She had tickets to the party. That’s why I wore the jacket. It’s all I had with me. I went to spend time with Val. I didn’t think it would be the best night of my life… well, up to that point.”
Jill blushed through her big smile.
The retelling of Celia’s Puppies, Denver Cereal Volume 2, continues tomorrow…
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