He said he hated shopping, but had to do it at least once a month, I told him that I loved to shop especially for clothes, of all kinds. He asked what...kind of all kinds,I explained that it was private girl stuff and he laughed we paid our bill. End up walking out together his car was parked across from mine. I said can I buy you a cup of coffee, he said yes but not from Starbucks so I invited him to my house which was close by. When we got to may house he was a total gentlemen he helped me with. No thanks," he gazed at her in anger."Why?" You treated me like a sack of shit when we worked together," he snarled. "I tried getting on your good side but you were such a bitch I couldn't stand you at the end."'She's done an excellent job turning him against me, ' she thought. She gave Camille some grudging admiration. "Look Josh, I was an asshole back at work," she played up to him with reverse psychology. "I want to make amends with you for acting the way I did. I'm sorry for all the hurt I. I wonder the same thing when I think of it as just described. I guess I always thought that when I got married, it would be forever and we had children together so I tried to make it work for them mostly. But as we got older we grew further and further apart and the bad moments became more frequent. Then one day he decided to tell me that he felt we should go our separate ways and that he was done "playing house". Surprisingly I was devastated over it even though our relationship hadn't been. ’ the grandfather replied simply, shaking his head ever-so-slightly. ‘But why?’ Mohan whined, ‘You said he was so good.’ ‘I know. But you see, while he was fighting, he saw a girl standing in the audience.’ Mohan blushed at the words, and his Grampa smiled too, and continued. ‘He was distracted for only a moment… And the sword hit his knee…’ the old man closed his eyes and went silent, lost in his thoughts, as one hand absentmindedly patted near his knee, indicating where the sword had hit. .