"Are you going to stop the wedding?" Megan's question stung Caitlin deep.
"Of course, not." She winced, wishing Megan would stop calling so much. As it was, there was perhaps a new schedule in her life. Dung was part of that. Usually, she did a class or two in the morning. Some studying, then off to work. Yes, she occasionally saw Zeke, but she hardly recognized him, lately with those bushy sideburns. Was that a neck beard he was growing? "And no, I have still not spoken to him." It was too late. She guessed he must hate her. Very much, evidently, to dive into marriage, especially with Randi. What was he thinking?
And to think she thought she could possibly be best friends with Randi. Although, she'd resented her from the beginning. Randi had a baby, and she didn't. Not that she wanted one. Maybe never, she was beginning to think. It would be for the best. A lot less stress.
She thought about it from time to time. All the reasons, not to have a baby. She certainly didn't want one with Dung.
That alone was a bit of a clinical science. It was non-emotional. Yet, perhaps a good thing. She guessed. It was like an old habit now. Perhaps rescuing her from the real world. From love. Maybe from even anger.
"How are you, really?" Megan asked.
"I'm fine. What about you?" Megan had her problems. At least, she wasn't thinking so much that Derrick was the father of Randi's baby, anymore. Caitlin thought that was the most ridiculous thing Megan ever imagined, but she wouldn't mention it. "How's Timo?" She decided to ask instead of about Derrick.
"God!" Megan was suddenly furious with her. Caitlin just smiled. Megan wouldn't dare say they were a threesome, but Caitlin had to wonder if Megan could actually live without the other. They were always out doing something. Going to this show, or that party. They even showed up for the James Franco poetry reading, yet never found out exactly where he was reading poetry at the James Franco party. Supposedly, Timo was just their guide, but Caitlin had to wonder where he was guiding them. She was keeping secrets. Caitlin just knew. It was just as well not to expose anything about Dung. "You really have no idea what you're talking about." Megan then said.
"I only asked a simple question." Caitlin sighed. Perhaps it was time to stop these phone calls.