She came out of the bathroom and strutted around my hotel room in a towel like she owned the place. She started singing, "If I should stay / I would only be in your way." The song was "I Will Always Love You." Of course, I knew she didn't love me, but she had a lovely singing voice.
She was my girlfriend for ten days. Well, not really my "girlfriend." I met her my first night there, at the bar where she worked, and she just kinda stuck. We spent ten days together and became very close.
Years later, we would meet up again in another town. By then, she had found herself a wealthy (and older) Australian boyfriend. But she would tell me that somehow I was the best friend she had ever had.
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