ODD MAN OUT
PrologueRoger Sinclair checked the calendar that hung on the wall over his computer. October nineteenth. Only the nineteenth. It seemed that the thirty-first was taking forever to arrive this year. Time was dragging. Anticipation had a way of making the passage of time seem very slow. The Cabin Weekend was approaching, and Roger had big plans for the traditional yearly gathering of his friends. Friends. That was a laugh. They didn't like him any more than he liked them. They used him. They always had. Vinnie, Jack and Paul – they hung around with him – no, they let him hang around with them – because he was smart, dependable, and well-off. He made them feel superior – Look at rich, smart, loser Roger, who can't get a girl and gets shunned by everyone...but us! We'll take pity on the loser, and we'll take advantage of his brains and his wealth. Like the Cabin Weekend. They always went to Roger's cabin. None of them had cabins. And why spend money on a real vacation when they could just sponge off Roger? Vinnie and Susan, Jack and Nancy, and Paul and whatever hot-looking hosebag he was dating at the moment. Well, not this year. Paul wasn't dating a hot-looking hosebag anymore. He was engaged. To Amy Wellington. Amy might be hot, but she was no hosebag. She was the epitome of class. She was the girl of Paul's dreams, as Paul himself had pointed out. She was also the girl of Roger's dreams, but that was beside the point. Paul never cared about what Roger wanted, only what he wanted. He wanted Amy, so of course he ended up with her. That's how it worked with Paul. No matter that he had been Roger's guest at a charity function when he met Amy. Paul had deigned to accompany Roger to the event when Roger's own date fell through. 'Fell through' is sort of misleading. She dumped me on my ass, he remembered. Bitch. Focus! Roger forced himself to get back on track with his thoughts. This wasn't about Melissa, the stick-up-her-ass bitch that worked in the IT department of Roger's family's company. The point was Paul, and how he met Amy, and how he had practically run Roger over in his zeal to get to her first. Paul knew that Roger saw her first, that Roger wanted to take a shot with her, but could Paul let him have a chance? No, of course he couldn't. What Paul wants, Paul gets. Roger's fantasy was that Amy would see Paul for what he was and eventually they'd split up. It would be Paul's fault, of course, and Roger would be there for Amy. He'd be the understanding friend she would need, the shoulder she could cry on, the guy who'd be there for her as she worked through the pain of their broken engagement. Of course it would end Paul's friendship with Roger, but that was okay. It wasn't a real friendship, and it had not been one for a long time. Ever since that day at the frat party back in college... Focus! he told himself again. This isn't about embarrassment that Paul caused him in college, this is about Amy Wellington. Paul's fiancee. Roger's one true love. And the Cabin Weekend would be the time when things would turn in favor of Roger.
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