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night. There had been one when I had come
into the room with him. What had made me think I was so special? Why had I
fooled myself into thinking there was some connection between us?
    This was
typical me…I was always thinking there was something special when there wasn’t.
I had done this all through my life…only recently, in the last few years, I had
resigned myself to the fact that there was something wrong with me that made me
undesirable as a real partner for a man…that’s why I just slept with guy after
guy at the weddings to amuse myself, to pump up my self esteem a little bit…but
it wasn’t nearly enough.
    Looking at
myself in the hotel bathroom mirror that morning, I had rarely felt worse about
myself.
    I gathered my
clothes together and dressed myself as quickly as I could.
    It seemed as it
Colton had taken everything with him already. Had he left in the middle of the
night?
    I had one last
moment of hope. There was a piece of paper sitting under the remote control on
the desk…it looked as if it might be a note. Maybe he had needed to leave for
an emergency, and then left me a note with his phone number…and a message
saying he had had a wonderful time and that he would be anxiously awaiting my
phone call.
    I went to grab
it…eagerly.
    But it was
nothing.
    It was just a
scrap of paper….
    But wait, there
was another side to it.
    I flipped it
over, hoping against all hope.
    I wanted my
wish to be true. I wanted it to be a note from Colton more than anything I had
ever wanted.
    It was a note
all right.
    But it was a
note from the girl who had been here the night before…or for all I knew another
girl entirely.
    “Colton, I hope
you call me. I had a wonderful time,” read the note.
    “Damnit,” I
said to myself, angrily.
    I couldn’t believe
it.
    How had I
fooled myself with another ridiculous false hope?
    I slunk out of
the backdoor to the hotel.
    I spent a few
minutes in the parking lot, looking for my car. Or a sign of Colton’s truck.
But neither was to be seen.
    “Shit,” I said,
remembering that I had gotten a ride here with Colton, and that my car was likely
still at the strip club in the parking lot.
    That was just
great, I thought.
    My car had a
huge advertisement on both sides. The advertisement had my face and name,
saying “Expert Wedding Planner” with my phone number and professional email
address.
    Now anyone
driving by would be able to clearly see my car in front of a strip club that
had a neon picture of a topless girl incorporated into its gigantic billboard
sign. That wasn’t going to be good for my business, no matter how you looked at
it. I had an image to maintain, and strip clubs weren’t part of it.
    I didn’t want
to go back to the hotel to call a taxi. I didn’t want to face the people at the
front desk…I had never stayed in this hotel, and it was nice to have one or two
hotels in town that didn’t know my face as the woman who had stayed overnight
with a man, without luggage, and without a reservation, without even a toothbrush.
    I decided to
walk. I set off down the highway. There wasn’t even a sidewalk.
    As I walked
along, the cars whizzed by me as if I wasn’t there. More than a couple times, I
had to jump out of the way, since they seemed to have no problem with driving
right in the shoulder where I was walking.
    The sky was
grey. It seemed like it had been grey forever.
    My phone
started buzzing in my pocket. I took the thing out. I was so frustrated, I was
ready to throw it away forever…what was the point of answering the phone if it
wasn’t Colton? And he didn’t even have my number. And I was sure he didn’t want
to call me…how stupid I was! I cursed myself again for falling for a man who
clearly didn’t want anything more from me than my body.
    I took the
phone and cocked my arm, ready to throw it onto the highway where it would be
smashed to bits by the next car.
    Who else could
it be? The only other option was Sara’s lawyer, with no