She slipped me the invitation under the table so as to not disturb the meeting going on and whispered,
“Are you going?”
I read the first few lines and felt the sting. I whispered back,
“I wasn’t invited.”
Obviously embarrassed, my friend said,
And with those two words, I suddenly felt less than.
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