For my birthday weekend, AJ and I took a trip to Shreveport. It turned out to be an alright trip, though it is not somewhere I would recommend visiting.
Our plan was to do a little shopping and refresh some of our clothes while we were there, so we packed only a single change of clothing. The place we were staying was supposed to be right next to an outlet mall, which seemed like a safe bet.
After checking in, we walked over to the mall and quickly realized that almost all of the stores were closed down. The place was practically empty. We managed to find one store that was still open and bought the bare minimum so we would at least have something to wear for the rest of the weekend.
Later we sat at the bar and talked with a few people, telling them about some of the trips we had taken. During the conversation they mentioned that we probably should not venture out at night. Just a couple of weekends earlier there had been a shooting right in front of the hotel, and they said the streets were not very safe after dark.
After a few drinks, the conversation between AJ and me drifted back to KH since they had been texting. AJ showed me the messages they were exchanging, and everything appeared innocent.
At one point the bartender realized it was my 50th birthday weekend and helped arrange dinner for us with a specific waiter at the restaurant.
On the way to dinner, AJ made a comment that caught me completely off guard. She said she thought it might have been me who got into her Facebook account and sent the screenshots to my own phone. I could not believe she would even think that. I could not understand what possible reason I would have for doing something like that. A little later she walked that statement back and said she had only been joking, but I did not find it funny at all.
I decided to push past it so the evening would not be ruined. Dinner ended up being wonderful. I told her not to order anything and that I would choose everything for her. By the end of the meal she said it was one of the best dinners she had ever had, and she even admitted that she now likes French onion soup.
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