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This situation is going to be somewhat of a Pandora's Box for you. Once you open it, or in your case once you know, you won't be able to go back to not knowing. I know that may sound crazy and you probably think I'm being overly dramatic, but I'm not. If we talk about this it will change your life."
    For me her words were close to unbelievable for I could not fathom what could be so serious, but I took time to pause and consider. However what I soon realized was if it was that important to me I had to know. I could no more walk out her door and forget this whole thing than I could stop breathing. “Well, you have me on the edge of my seat and I see you're worried for me, but I have to know. I guess I'll have to accept whatever changes in my life this brings."
    April's face got tense like she was making some sort of final decision on her end. “Okay, but never say I didn't give you an out. There is no way we can discuss this here, so we're going to lunch and to my apartment. Do you remember what I drive, Scott?"
    It wasn't until this point I truly realized how serious she was. If we were going to her apartment she wanted complete privacy. “I do remember if you still have the jeep?” I remembered going four-wheeling with her once when we were a couple. It was a truly eye-opening experience in seeing April's wild side.
    "Of course I'm still driving my baby. After all I didn't get promoted like you did. I'll meet you at my jeep in twenty minutes, okay?” She gave me a look like all had been decided and went back to her work.
    "Okay, I'll be there.” What choice did I have but to do as she said? As I left her office, my mind was pulsing with even more excitement over the mystery of what this was. If April had invited me to her apartment under any other circumstances I would have been thrilled and I would have assumed she wanted to get back together, but her Pandora's Box warning made this unlikely.
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Chapter 2
    Once we got into April's jeep things seemed to speed up, and I don't just mean her driving. After her rushed drive across town, we arrived at the same address she had lived at before in a modest, middle-income apartment building. Memories came back to me as we ascended the stairway to her third floor abode. The last time I'd seen these stairs was on that dreaded Saturday night.
    However when she opened the door, I saw how different things were inside her abode. Back then, April's apartment had been a colorful place decorated with her distinctly female touch which included lots of green and yellow, flowers, and burning incense, but now there was little evidence of the colors, just one vase of flowers, and no incense. It seemed clean and neat, but much more Spartan, like a military barracks, than before.
    The first thing to make me nervous were glaring signs of male cohabitation. The twenty inch TV April and I had often watched South Park on was now a massive wide-screen monster. Then I caught sight of a very advanced piece of exercise equipment hanging on the door to the bedroom. I recognized the equipment from its TV ad which was expounded by an MMA superstar who claimed if you used this equipment you'd get ripped fast, building bulging muscles and killer abs in weeks if not days. This seemed a clear indication April's new boyfriend lived with her and it made me quite uncomfortable.
    April must have noticed me staring at the equipment and no doubt my face betrayed a certain portion of my nervousness about the situation. She tried to calm me. “Relax, he's at work and will be until eight tonight. You'll be long gone before he gets home. Go ahead and sit down on the sofa."
    Somewhat relieved, I took the offered seat, but my mind forced me to ask her a pointed question. “April, I have to ask this, does your new boyfriend know I'm here?” It seemed like an intelligent question, but I was in no way prepared for April's response.
    "He does, in fact Paulo and I discussed you quite thoroughly