You get the picture. God what I wouldn't give for a second chance.You know how in the movies, the good guy usually gets the girl? Sometimes the bad gu... gets the girl too. But real life is far more complicated than a movie and sometimes the girl ain't what you thought she'd be. I fucked up my life and my career out of lust for a woman who wasn't even mine and never will be. They always say, "you don't know what you've got til it's gone." Well I've got the twenty first century version of that old. After the chat, we proceeded to part our ways and a week past.On Friday morning I found her sitting on the pavement in front of the house. When she saw me she walked towards me and greeted me. Before I could start speaking to her she started to weep and told me that she was in great debt and her family was breaking apart.I was sorry to hear that but I told that I could not help her in any way and started to walk away. She caught me by my hip, pulled me and placed her hand on my groin and told. "Are you ok!?" Alex asked grabbing my shoulders and shaking me. "Does it hurt anywhere!?" he continued."Y-Yeah...my shoulders you just squeezed..." I said."S-Sorry..." He said releasing me."That guy is gonna pay!" Mark screamed."Hum...he's cool...no problem...in fact...I never noticed him there..." I said."Oooh..I see where this is going..." Alex said."Shut up...let's go home..." I said."Gatorade...."Mark said looking at me with puppy eyes....damn...he should be an actor..."Oh...yeah...let's. Do you work on a lot of cases?" I pretty much go all over the U.S., if they have need of me. I have the ability to be able to pick the cases I work, and I try to take the ones that reunite kids with their mothers rather than the abuse type of case. I don't think my temperament would let me work too many of that type." Jon, how long have you lived in the states? I am still trying to place your accent, but it sounds like you spent a lot of time in France." I grew up outside of Paris. I came to.