When Tina and Barbara and Liz and the rest of her friends found out about the whole business they were shocked. To make it worse not only had the bastard dumped her two days before Christmas, but Christmas Eve she'd returned his presents.
Anna spared no details. She told them all how she'd sobbed in the arms of a gay sales clerk. How red her nose had gotten and how her mascara had run. She described just how she had looked. Like shit. She described just how she had felt. Like shit.
The funny thing was that while Anna told them about returning Gian’s presents her friends were looking at her in awe. Collectively they chimed up that this was something none of them could ever have done. On Christmas Eve.
Apparently, it was right up there in the ballsiest things a woman could do category. Without a doubt the experience had been hellish but Anna felt a tingle of pride knowing she had garnered this special status.
