Clueless

She’s my friendly enemy.  She has a way of acting gracious whenever she invites me to one of her soirees but at the same time, making me feel unwelcome.  What have I done to this woman, I often ask myself but am clueless.  Was it to do with culture or race?  Or do I just rub her the wrong way?  Sometimes you don’t have to do anything for someone to dislike you. Well, I’m not going to obsess over this anymore.  I escape to the terrace.  Her fiancé, Hiresh joins me.

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This post is based on Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt word: unwelcome and M’s month of June prompts – #3 – A friendly enemy