I was in the middle of a death-clash with a caterer. A rude, self-centered jerk who believed I’d had my life handed to me on a silver platter and seemed to think my wardrobe was a buffet of options for him to insult.
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I love clashes of epic proportion. Who doesn’t love watching two gladiators fight to the death, or a superhero and a villain battling for the fate of Earth? 
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I’m sure he’s forgotten all about that vow, just like he must have forgotten about me. 
Which is why he was the last man in the world I ever expected to be my hero from a web-footed, hat-snatching, fine-feathered fiend.
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The summer we were nine, when we sat down by the creek at his grandfather’s vineyard, Ethan and I promised that if we were both still single by the time we were thirty, we would get married.
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Some vows are never forgotten. Twenty-one years ago, I made a vow with my best friend. A silly, childish promise, really.
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