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Roper

July 13, 1973

I should have known that the 13th day which landed on a Friday would be nothing but unlucky.

I should have known when Richard gave me his response to the polaroids I showed him of Bev. There was one where she was holding a glass of wine and her lipstick was smudged all over her face.

Another one was her in a purple dress that I like so much. It fits her perfectly and the bottom flares out a little.

The last one was hard to get. She's biting my ear and one of my eyes are closed. My teeth are clenched and the photo is pretty blurry.

Richard had said they were nice and that's it. He stared at them for a long time and gave a somewhat smile.

Very nice, Roper. Very nice.

I should have known when I asked him multiple times before to meet her. Richard was always busy with something else. Richard was always tired. Richards always didn't feel like it.

I should have known when Richard finally agreed to meet her but not at my home. Richard said he didn't want to be there all night. If he stepped foot in my apartment, I should know he would never go home.

I should have known when Richard was an hour late to the bar we agreed to meet at. He was already a little drunk and told me he couldn't stay long.

I should have known when Richard didn't meet Bev's hand for a shake.

And denied the box of brownies she made him and said he was going on diet.

And only called for more drinks.

And talked about his daughter. That she should be given one more shot.

And when he laughed in my face when I said that obviously Bev and I are together.

And when he said Now Roper, why would you ever go steady with a colored one?