ABSTRACT
Dinner with Dwight, Ben, and Michael. It is hard to be in their apartment and see Ben, who is Korean. I hold on to him for a long time when he hugs me. When I get home, I fly into a rage, pounding pillows on the couch, throwing my clothes all over the room as I undress. No good-night talk with Joe. I look at the picture of us on the dresser. Why did you leave me? Why?
