Half-truth: Timing

Was it the timing? A friend asked late one Christmas eve.

She idly flipped through the book, put her nose close to the pages so she could take in the new book smell. She’d waited for it to turn midnight so she could open this gift because the giver had asked her to, and she waited still for the text message that might change everything.

Her friend kept her awake in the meantime, at first with amused shock at the green thong she’d given him as a joke, then with random insight.

Bad timing? She repeated sleepily. Maybe.

When she was more awake, she realized that was exactly what it was. So she did what she had to do through the intimateness of blocky chat windows and moved on.

Years later, it’s happening again. Except this time, she’s tempted to ignore the bad timing.

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Note: What’s a half-truth? Also, if this were true in any way, it wouldn’t pertain to anyone who reads this blog.