Ahhh, high school ex's. First place I learned I don't understand women at all. Mine, the summer after graduation in 76, told me she was missing out and needed to sew her wild oats so I should lose her phone number and never come back to her house. My mistake, I said "Oh, ok", and left. When I got home the first thing I her was my mother saying, "what did you say to that girl". Seems her mother had called mine and said she'd locked herself in her room crying. So I gave my side of the story. See, my theory was we were both headed to different colleges in a couple months and if we didn't see each other till the next summer, probably would be over anyway. But I guess I should have pretended to be crushed or something... Haven't run into her in near 40 years.