“Yeah, Max. Anita borrowed a van from work so we can get everything moved in one go.” Maggie knew that that would get him on board. She knew Christopher was convinced that Max wanted to get Maggie to join him and Anita in a threesome, and he was not going to let that happen.
“Of course,” Maggie continued, “it’s not like we’re a couple, so if you have other plans…”
“Oh come on, what kind of friend would I be if I didn’t help?” Christopher said.
Three days later, Maggie’s meagre belongings were all packed into five big boxes in the back of Anita’s van. Max, looking disturbingly like a grown-up version of Draco Malfoy from the Harry Potter movies, leaned against the side of the van, watching as Maggie and Christopher struggled with Maggie’s big suitcase. It was too big to fit anywhere except in the back seat of Christopher’s tiny car.