I think we're going to break up." I heard her sit down in a client chair, opposite my wife. "Let me come over there to see," said Lindsay, moving quic...ly to block Cindy from coming over to her side of the desk. They talked for fifteen minutes about relationship stuff and Cindy's relationship with her boyfriend, whom I'd never met. My wife kept trying to end the conversation but once Cindy started crying she barely heard anything my wife said. She couldn't pick up on the tone of her voice. By. "Ow! hang on a second." I said to him as I pushed my hands against his hips so that he couldn't get any farther in, allowing my body a few moments to adjust to him. "Yeah. Sorry baby. I thought you'd be relaxed enough." He said with concern. "You want me to pull out?" "God no! Just give me a sec!" I said again while slowly feeling my muscles relax. While still having my hands resting on his hips, I used the leverage to go into a candlestick position, lifting my body up higher, propping myself. I had returned to anempty apartment yet again. The women I dated never seemed to make it pastthe first month of me being out of town before I received a "Dear John"letter in the mail call. I'm not sure if it made it better or worse thatmy name really was John. It sometimes made me sad but for the most part,when I thought of it, I'd have to smile.The usual excuses, "I can't takethe stress, I've met someone else", they became more and more hollow.Mostly I stopped paying attention to them.I. The old man next to the counter never turned around. "Comein Don. Welcome to my little abode." Said the old man. Don was taken aback."How do you know my name? I've never been here before?" Asked Don in a rathernervous voice. "It's my business to know. I am a wizard after all." Said theold man with a slight chuckle. "I take it you are looking for something toimpress the young lady with, Shirley I believe?" The old man turned andlooked Don staight in the eys. The deep ice blue eyes of the wizard.