We met 2 summers ago, and you know, he wasn't what I expected. Strong but slow, big, dependable. Steady. I felt like he lifted me up, and kept me safe. I thought we would be together for the long haul, but it wasn't to be.
A month or so ago the grumbling started, and when I tried to put the brakes on a little it only got worse. If I could have ignored the grumbling, perhaps we would have had a little longer together, but I had to find out what was wrong - he just wasn't making me feel safe anymore, so I checked . . . and things were worse than I thought. The grumbling was just the tip of the iceberg, and underneath things had corroded beyond repair. I guess I could have tried harder, but sometimes you've got to know when it's time to cut your losses.
I was devastated.
And then I met Holly, and she's everything The Beast was not - smaller, faster, definitely prettier, a little younger, and she just smells good, you know? She makes me feel safe again - and I feel like I can trust her around my kids, which is always a good sign, isn't it? We just fit, and it's easy and fun, and she's not going to cost me so much in the long run . . . and I hope it really is a long run this time, because I've fallen in love again. What can I say? I can't help it.
Farewell Mazda Tribute, it was good while it lasted. Hello Citroen C3 Picasso, I can't wait to have fun with you.
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