eyeing me curiously.
"I'm not," I said, laughing. "But we
work together."
"But really, how long have you known
each other?"
"We've been working together for
years, but I only really started hanging out with him recently. But
everyone has been asking me that."
"Well, we're all just concerned for
our boy," Mark said, lowering his voice a bit. "We just want to see
him happy."
Somehow it didn't appear to me that
Lucas was unhappy. Sure, he had been hurt, but he looked like he
had his life under control. Really, people should leave us
brokenhearted folk alone and stop trying to fix us. We healed on
our own time.
"And frankly, we're relieved to see
him with someone like you," Lisa added.
"Um, what does that mean?" I wondered
what kind of girls then Lucas said he went out with, the ones who
didn't last.
"You said you wouldn't be judgmental,"
Mark teased his wife.
"I'm sorry!" she said,
rolling her eyes. "But we've known Lucas a while. We know what he's
like. He got really burned by Patty and started dating girls who
were different . It
was like he got so screwed up that he thought maybe he should just
date the opposite of Patty. Ugh, I knew those wouldn't last from
the first time I met them."
To put it more diplomatically, Mark
and Lisa thought that Lucas' girlfriends after Patty weren't, well,
decent.
"Patty is a great girl. She made a mistake.
He probably thought that he should be avoiding her type, from then
on, but that was his mistake," Lisa explained.
I shook my head. "She can't be that
great then, if that's what she did to him."
Lisa sighed. "It doesn't
matter what she did to him. Lucas only really gets along with girls who are
confident and smart. She has to be someone who can keep up with
him, or keep him interested. Being betrayed by that kind of person
shouldn't turn him off from all confident and smart people. He tried going out
with ditzes and they all didn't last."
"What she means is that we're glad he
brought you and you're not a ditz," Mark said. "It's a sign that
Lucas has started to have faith in his instincts again."
"Oh, you can't possibly know that," I
joked. "I've got issues like you wouldn't believe."
"Okay, okay, let's not put so much
pressure on Ellie." Mark shifted gears rather quickly, tossing a
quick glance in Lucas' direction. "We're just glad he's
here."
Lisa leaned closer. "This
is the first time I've even seen him in more than a year. Where was he last year,
Mark? Ilocos Norte?"
Mark shook his head. "No, Vigan. And
over Christmas he was in Cebu. We'd invite him to something and
find out that he's taken off somewhere. But I'm glad to see him
like this. He looks, well, normal."
Aw, he used travel as an
escape too. We looked over at Lucas, who
was standing on the other side of the room with Sandra. He saw me
and raised his beer, and I toasted him with my drink (and a huge
smile) from across the room.
"He'll be fine," I said to Mark and
Lisa.
***
"You know what? I love being the not
pathetic one. Thank you for inviting me tonight."
"You're welcome. How bad was
I?"
"You were perfect. Your friends were
relieved to have you back."
I thought Lucas' first
night back with his barkada was a success. He was funny and witty, he
reconnected with almost everyone, and most likely convinced the
entire group that he had recovered and was really back. But then
again, Patty wasn't there, so that may have made the transition
smoother.
The conversation with Mark
and Lisa gave me a much-needed ego boost, too. I was glad that in
that room full of cool people, I managed to hold my own. Or at the
very least, I did well enough to not be called a ditz.
I went from lazy and "not passionate
about anything" to confident and smart, in the span of a year. Not
too bad, Eleanor.
Still, Lucas didn't jump back in
completely. He told me that he wanted to leave early, and at eleven
he started making the rounds of goodbyes. By this time we were
hungry again, and ended up taking out fried dimsum and
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