Chapter 57

• Fucking my best friend's widow
• I had been best friends with Mark since high school and he had been like a brother to me, he had even made me the best man at his wedding where he had married a beautiful woman by the name of Elsa, I never understood why Mark had married Elsa because as sweet and good looking as she is, she could be described as conservative and a prude. Being a prude isn’t the worst thing in the world by a long shot but I could never imagine why Mark who was notorious for sleeping around would settle down with a woman who would think that being fucked doggy style is kinky, I supported him anyway and became good friends with Elsa too.
• When Mark was hit and killed by a drunk driver it broke both Elsa and myself, we found comfort in different things with me throwing myself into my work while Elsa started drinking heavily, I could understand why she was doing it but I hated seeing her drinking her life away because I knew that Mark wouldn’t have wanted this. I confronted about her excessive drinking a few months after Mark’s death but when I did she had broken down in tears and told me that the only person she felt comfortable talking to about everything was me but with me throwing myself into my work I wasn’t around. After talking things out that night we both promised that we would try and change, I would spend less time at work and be there for her while Elsa would cut back on her drinking and while it was hard we both stuck to our promises.