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over him I
actually pity you.’
    Her eyes
widened, ‘Why would you pity me?’
    ‘Because you’re
giving up everything and taking a chance on a cheating pig, that’s
why. For your sake I hope he can keep it in his pants.’
    She shook
her head. ‘I think we’d better crack on with this, don’t you?’ She
opened the publishing package our company used for designing
letterheads.
    We sat in
silence for the rest of the training, only speaking about work;
once we’d done I went back to my own desk and told Doreen the
gossip.
    ‘What a cow!’
she said, ‘Well, we knew she was a cow, anyway but this is even
worse than ever! Do you want me to kill her for you, love, because
I’m too old to go to prison,’ she giggled as she continued to
type.
    ‘Oh, Dor,
you’re so funny! You cheer me up.’
    ‘No, but
seriously though, someone needs to put the bitch in her place!’
    ‘I’m over it
now, Dor. She’s done me a favour in a weird sort of way.’
    ‘ Yeah,
you’re better off without him, love. So does that mean you are
going to start getting serious with your new man then?’
    ‘I can’t, Dor.
He doesn’t want to know. He said he’ll never trust me again. No, I
think I’ll concentrate on my new job for a while – men are too much
of a distraction. At least I won’t have any personal problems to
bring in to work, will I?’
    Doreen laughed
and opened her desk drawer. She took out two chocolate bars and
handed me one. ‘They say a chocolate bar is a substitute for love
so get that down you.’
    I bit
into the creamy chocolate as I thought about Freckly Mark. The
chocolate reminded me of his eyes. It was so ironic that when I was
with him all I could think about was my ex Mark and getting him
back when now all I could think about was getting Freckly Mark
back, yet at the same time I didn’t want to risk getting my heart
broken all over again. It was hurting me already and we’d only been
dating less than six months – imagine how I’d feel if he dumped me
in nine years time? I continued to eat the rest of the chocolate as
I finished sending emails telling my customers about my
promotion.
    ***
     
    I went round to
Claire’s that evening. I’d promised to tell her all about my date
with Mark. She was shocked when I told her about him and Mia. She
was also upset that she hadn’t managed to get the gory details from
her work colleague first, to spare me the embarrassment of finding
out the way I did. I told her it didn’t matter as going to see Mark
had given me the closure I needed so that I could move on.
    ‘So that’s
definitely it then. You’re totally over Mark?’ she said before
shoving a prawn cocktail crisp into her mouth.
    ‘Well, not
exactly,’ I said.
    She rolled her
eyes. ‘What do you mean?’
    ‘Well, I’m over
my ex but I don’t think I’m over freckly Mark?’
    ‘Ok, first
things first. Now that you’re over your ex Mark let’s just call
freckly Mark, Mark from now on, is that ok? All this freckly Mark
this, Freckly Mark that is getting really annoying.’
    ‘ I know,
I only said it so you didn’t get mixed up between him and the other
one.’
    ‘I know, so
like I said, let’s just call him Mark and you can call the other
one ex if you like.’
    ‘Ok. Well,
anyway, I think I might be falling for Mark. I can’t stop thinking
about him. I really miss him.’
    ‘Look, I was
right about your ex, wasn’t I? He didn’t want you back? Well, I
don’t think Mark wants you back, babes, otherwise he would have
called you.’
    I bit into a
crisp. ‘I know. I thought he would call. I really thought he liked
me.’
    ‘I know. I
think you need to forget about men for a while and come hit the
town with me!’
    ‘I don’t
know…’
    ‘Come on. It’ll
be a laugh.’
    I knew then
that I’d fallen for Mark. I never usually turned down a night out
with Claire. I just wanted to be by myself for a while, to think
things over; work out what I was going to do to get back