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    â€˜Alone?’ Why is he persisting?
    â€˜No.’ Once again in stereo so the whole coffee shop can hear.
    â€˜Well, I may as well talk in front of your sidekick then. Why waste time repeating it to her later, huh?’
    Maybe he did learn something in the time we were going out. He has finally realised that Ricki and I share practically everything.
    â€˜Denny, there is nothing to talk about. Nothing to say. It’s finished, over, kaput, finito, history.’ Do I have to say it in any other language for him to understand? I know, Greek might do the trick. ‘Denny, teliosame . So just leave me alone. I am not going to change my mind.’ He actually looks hurt. But after everything that he put me through while we were together, I really don’t care. I spent way too long worrying about his feelings and not mine. Not any more. That’s a habit I broke a long time ago.

    â€˜Des, I’m going to Greece for a few months.’
    So his parents decided to send their little disappointment away for a while. They did the same thing when his ex-wife left him, or so I heard, and now they’re doing it again.
    â€˜I’m happy for you, Denny. You’ve obviously given up trying to find a job cause mummy and daddy have come to the rescue yet again.’ They even helped pay off his home loan after his wife left him and he kept the house. Of course, they’d already paid a nice deposit for him to buy the house in the first place. His mum goes there once a week and cleans the place up and his dad does all the garden maintenance. I feel sorry for his parents, I mean, how the hell did two supposedly normal and sane people ever manage to produce that thing that is now standing in front of me?
    My coffee is ready, one false move and he will feel it. ‘Would you like me to come to the airport and waive a white hanky.’ Sarcasm is lost on this moron. What an idiot. What did I ever see in him?
    â€˜I just thought that maybe you might feel differently when I got back, and we could try again.’
    Okay, it’s time to get nasty. It’s time that I stopped holding back.
    â€˜Look, Denny, if you were the last man on earth and it was up to you to re-populate the earth with the remaining females, I’d become a lesbian. Have a good time in Greece. Perhaps you should bring back a fucking off-the-boater wanting to get a passport or something, because you and I ain’t going to happen ever again.’ My voice is loud and shaky, and I know I’m getting looks from other people in the coffee shop but I don’t care.
    â€˜Can you at least tell me what I did that was so bad?’
    Ricki is staring at us in amazement. Although she knows most things about my relationship with Denny, she hasn’t ever seen me hammer him. Well, this is definitely going to be a show to remember. The final encore. After tonight he will never, ever come back for more. This malaka wants to do it the hard way. No more Miss Nice. The time has come to get ugly.
    â€˜What you did wrong?’ I’ve exploded. Hurricane Desi is on the loose and watch out for the flying debris. ‘Your disappearing acts, you behaving like you were ashamed to be seen with me. We could only ever go to places where no one would recognise you and no one would see us. The lying. Never could you give me a straight answer. You wanted me sitting at home, waiting for the phone to ring just in case you were in the mood to see me. The money I loaned you that I never got back. The times you hit me. Remember that, Denny? Remember when you decided to use me as your personal punching bag? I haven’t forgotten.’ No matter how hard I bloody try to bury it, it’s still there lingering. It didn’t happen that often, but it was often enough. ‘You know I blamed myself for a while but the truth is, it wasn’t my fault. Just because you fucked up your life