We
are in chapter two of Split Decisions,
but you can catch up here if you like; there’s a link that will bring you
right back.
Excerpt:
Eventually
a brave charlatan with nothing to lose would approach. Tonight, he was a man
over average height, just shy of six feet. Approximately two hundred pounds,
well built, with light brown hair, he looked like her normal preference. After
slipping off the ring from his left hand and tucking it into his pocket, he
made his move.
Hours
passed as they laughed and toasted oblivious. And then, when there was nothing
left to say, they left the restaurant together, his arm wrapped around her
shoulder protectively, off to their next stop which would be some jazz bar or
the like.
By two
a.m., she’d lost interest and turned down the man’s offer of festivities
elsewhere. He wasn’t the one, and so, she would return tomorrow or the next
evening. Always within sight, always out of reach.
What would happen if she found
the right one, would it end then? Would this obsession be over? Would a normal,
healthy life present itself? Was it insanity to mourn for what he had never
had?
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