Samantha was being unreasonable. I had gone out to dinner with her thinking it's great that we can have this time together. We had fun shopping for clothes and I thought we would end the evening nicely. However, I mentioned to her that I was going to a jewelry party at Jackie's house the next night. Samantha had been invited as well, but I knew she wouldn't go because she didn't like Jackie. There had occurred this triangle between the three of us "grown" women where we were fighting like teenagers. Now, I was trying to reclaim my friends.
I made the mistake of telling Samantha that I was glad she wasn't going to the party because I think it would be weird to be in the same place with both of them. She got angry with me as we walked to the parking lot.
"I want you to let me know if she talks about me” She demanded.
"I can't do that, it wouldn't be right. We don't talk about you anyway." I said.
She began crying, "I've always been a good friend to you, not like her."
Samantha, I said, I love you, but I can't talk about Jackie behind her back.
"I always was nice to you and now you want to be friends with her!" She angrily spat; then turned and walked off to her car.
I was dumbfounded. Where did this come from and how had this evening so quickly gone from good to ugly. I headed home thinking oh well at least tomorrow night should be fun.
The next evening, I went to Jackie's house for the jewelry party. Jackie was very busy, so I tried to help her arrange the jewelry on a black table cloth and on the little display holders she had out. She was running late as usual. She grabbed a bowl and dumped in some potato chips in it and I put a bottle of soda and some cups on the table. Presto, that was the snack table. Once that was done I found an empty seat in the group with the 6 other attendees. We had just gotten started when to my astonishment, Samantha walked in. I immediately began praying, "Lord what is this? I need your help here!" I remained calm and riveted my eyes on the jewelry in the catalog.
Samantha shouted "Hi Holly". I looked up; she had a strange almost mocking grin on her face. "Hey Samantha" I said, smiling, trying not to let on that I was disturbed by her presence. She started asking Jackie question after question about the jewelry and she was very loud. I tried to ignore her and just continue on with my shopping, making small talk with the women sitting next to me. I knew the best thing I could do was just enjoy the party and not let this get to me.
Samantha was almost making a scene asking people how she looked as she tried on various pieces of jewelry. She was acting very strange. The interesting thing is, I wasn’t upset. I think God gave me the grace to see that she was hurting and something was very wrong that she went so far as to come here. I actually felt somewhat sorry and embarrassed for her. What did she think she was going to accomplish through this?
Finally after being indecisive and wearing out everyone's attention, she ended up buying the cheapest thing in the catalog. She insisted on paying cash and proceeded to explain to anyone that would listen why she only uses cash. It turned out that after tax; she was a little short of the total. Jackie agreed that she could pay her the rest later. Samantha didn't even say goodbye as she walked out the door. When I brought my order to Jackie so I could pay her, a friend of ours walked over and exclaimed about Samantha "She was high as a kite!"
There are many ways that we could seek vengeance when we are hurt. Some of us are effective at it and some are not, but no one wins.
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