Please
don't get me wrong. Julie and I can be friends again. Some day. But
that depends on Julie. If she shapes up. And becomes a happy go-lucky
being. I'll welcome her back into the fold. Yes, I've established a
friendly sort of condition. There's hope. A way for Julie to end our
estrangement. I want Julie to learn a lesson. I'm out there. Waiting. To
become her worthy friend again. In a sense, I've been sent into exile.
By Julie. If she truly wants be back, I'll come. But she has to make a
sacrifice. A payment. Giving up the booze. And her unhappy ways.
Otherwise, it's over. Forever.--Jim Broede
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