"Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God."
"Tristyn, calm down. What is going on?"
I called my sister first thing Saturday morning to tell her about the Jake incident. Tabitha and I are four years apart. Everything I ever owned at some point became hers - even boyfriends. She knows me better than anyone.
"Ok. I met Jake after work last night. Nothing happened. Well, just a kiss, but I feel like I need to stop whatever it is I'm doing."
"You and Matt are obviously over. I think you need to make it official. It's only fair to Matt." Tabitha has that angel/devil trait. And, hers works so well that sometimes I forget she's the younger sister.
"Well, I don't think Matt and I are over just yet. I do still love him. I think we just lost our spark."
"Well get it back or move on! You can't keep doing this, Tristyn. I like Jake. He really is great. But, you are married to Matt. And, yes it's true that Matt can be a son-of-a-bitch but you're only justifying that by cheating on him. I love you, but you're skating on thin ice here."
Suddenly I had an a-ha! moment. Tabitha is my angel.
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