Flowers, chocolates and diamonds, oh my!
Invited to lunch by a girlfriend I hadn’t heard from in a while, I know she’s having problems with her man. That’s how it goes; a girl disappears when she finds herself a new man, and reapperas on the radar when he starts acting up.
So starts the boyfriend-bashing: she had caught him with another girl. She then goes on to say that he had called her a couple days after the incident to apologize.
“Well, what exactly did he say?” I ask.
“He offered me some molly,” she says.
I choke on my linguini as a frantically muster a “and you forgave him?”
“I guess so,” she replies with a shrug.
Apparently, molly is the new “I’m sorry” item for guys who screw up, and it works. Forget flowers, chocolates and diamonds. It’s all about drugs, not hugs.















