The Breakup Club

What did I know about breakups? I married my first boyfriend.

Everything I knew about breakups I learned from my younger sister, Miranda. She'd been broken up with at least ten times in her twenty-nine years,yet she never saw it coming. It was always the same story. They were in bed (usually his, because Miranda had roommates), she asked where the relationship was going, and ten or twenty or two hundred minutes later, she was informed that the relationship was going nowhere because it was over. She then tearfully collected her toothbrush and facial cleanser, the box of Tampax under the sink, her nighties and her books (purposely leaving something behind, like her leather jacket or contact lenses), stuffed everything into a large brown paper bag she'd found wedged between the refrigerator and oven and ran crying out of his apartment building.She stopped at the corner, huddled under the awning of a twenty-four-hour deli, and called me from her cell phone while the paper bag ripped, the contents of her life with Jim, Mark, Peter, Ethan, Andrew, Gabriel, et al, dropping to the sidewalk.

And so at midnight or two in the morning, my phone would rin ... read full excerpt from: Breakup Club ebook