"We all got hurt, girl. We all played a dangerous game and we lost. Tay lost everything he had in you."
     "He'd get over it." My throat was stinging at the thought of such a good man going through all that heartache.
     "You don't just deal with heartbreak over night, Girl." She looked at me, going in her purse and pulling out a stick of gum.
     "Girl, let me get one."
     She gave me a nasty look. "Go and buy your own, you took enough from me."
     I didn't understand. "What did I take from you?"
     "My life. You know we can't be together, even if we wanted too."
     "But what about the plans we made." "What plans?" She had selective amnesia.
     "You know, leave our men and move to
Polynesia."
     "What black bitch you know lives in Polynesia?
And you know what they say about plans."
     "Plenty black people go to Polynesia."
     "Name one."