‘Where to?’ he said flatly. The girl gave him an address in Greenwich Village. The cab driver made his way through traffic, and Broadway was alway... filled with traffic. A sea of yellow cabs covered the street and the girl found it amusing. She rested her head against the cushion of the seat and looked at the restlessness of the city with the newcomer’s usual zest. She had shopping bags at her feet and a shoulder bag with the NYU logo. The cab driver, despite looking as if he was uninterested. "Anything else I can get you guys?" Jasmine asked us both. "We're fine thanks mum" Madeline interjected before I could even think of an answer. I wonder why she wanted her gone so fast. I wasn't wondering for very long. As soon as her mum shut the door Madeline grabbed my head with both hands and gave me a swift peck on the lips. She let go and smiled at me the sweetest smile I've received in a while. I was frozen for a moment before she broke the silence. "You're looking at me again! I can't. She'd just have to turn around and go back to the highway. IF she could find it. Of course by then it'd be too late to hit the shops. A red light came up and she pulled to a halt. Angrily she slapped her hand on the steering wheel. It was the first time she'd really looked around. Overhead to the right was an overpass and beneath an area filled with boxes, debris and corrugated tin shacks. Homeless people. Worthless people. Sarah smirked as two black whores came out from a shop front and began. Only once did I ever manage a chance to even the score, or get revenge, as it were.As we grew older, we moved out on our own and persued our own lives. I met an married my ex-wife while attending college. That lasted only a couple of years before she left me to 'find herself'. Jake was there for me the entire time. We kept in touch and I was even the best man at his wedding, and that was when all the old feelings came surging up again. Sandy, Jake's wife, is the hottest woman I've ever seen..