His Loss

In Her Words His Loss A broken relationship ends in a dream fulfilled By: Charlotte Perkins My ex-boyfriend, Edmund, ignored me at cocktail parties, forgot that my mother had cancer and, oh, yes, hid from an ex-girlfriend while he was out with me. A smorgasbord of mishaps, the kind of incidents that make most women […]

In Her Words

His Loss

A broken relationship ends in a dream fulfilled

By: Charlotte Perkins

My ex-boyfriend, Edmund, ignored me at cocktail parties, forgot that my mother had cancer and, oh, yes, hid from an ex-girlfriend while he was out with me. A smorgasbord of mishaps, the kind of incidents that make most women sit up and take notice.

“A first pancake,” my friends advised. “Time to set him loose.”

But I tarried on. I idled. I made him my project – this unemployed man with poor manners and penny-pinching ways.

“Open a store, Edmund,” I urged. “You have such beautiful taste. You could be a successful designer.” I made calls for him. Set up contacts with people I knew.

But he was fickle. “My aunt is an antiques dealer back east,” he scoffed.

“Perfect, you’ll bring her stuff out and sell it here.”

“I couldn’t possibly do that!”

But I had big dreams for Edmund, so I put my name on the waiting list for a space at a local antiques collective.

But things ended between us before my name made it to the top of the list. And when we finally broke up, he returned the gifts I’d given him – at least those he hadn’t liked: the antique garden tools, an ancient table with spindly legs.

Later, when the antiques collective called with open space, I took it. It seems that my dream for Edmund was really a dream for myself.

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