We hold each other until I slip out of her. We fall asleep. We never talk about the summer breakup. We just pretend it never happened. It’s a sp...ing evening in 1998.I am twenty years old. We’re in her dorm room. Meg’s black hair comes to the middle of her back. She’s wearing a white, short-sleeved sweater dress that stops well before her knees.It’s been seven months since I last saw her. We spent Valentine’s weekend in a hotel in the mountains. The next week we argued over the phone. . The elderly couple next to me rose from their stools and the man paid the bartender. The lady looked over at me and smiled then left with the man. She appeared to be in her fifties or close to sixty, I thought. She was attractive, for sure, but a bit out of my league.“So, I have never seen you in here before,” the bartender startled me as I watched the couple leave.“No” I replied. “I live down the street and decided to stop by for a beer before calling it a day.”The bartender smiled and said,. At five forty five there was a knock on her door, and Izzy went to open it."I'm early I know, but I thought that I would come down to fetch you..." Daniel began cheerfully. His voice trailed off as he looked her up and down."Good evening Daniel," Izzy murmured uncertainly.Daniel stepped over her threshold, and leaned back on her front door as it locked behind him. His eyes blazed down at Izzy, as she stepped back nervously."Is everything alright Daniel?" she asked worriedly."Beautiful," he. While you are here, you will get fed, you will have water, and a place to use the bathroom. You will not speak to me unless you are spoken to. You will remain civil at all times. Any attitude, any mouth, anything less that full cooperation, and you will lose privileges. Show me a good attitude, show me respect, and you will gain privileges, such as hot meals, the opportunity to take real showers and the like." Do you understand?"Tony glared at David but then found himself mumbling "yes."With.