I’m moving in, tonight, into a full blown relationship with you. I’ve loved you forever, and I can’t take it anymore. The choice is yours. Love ...e, or I’ll move out tomorrow. I’ve had a really good offer from a station three states away. If you don’t want me, I’ll be gone in two weeks. Time to decide.”She was quivering, tears threatening to spill out, as she waited for my answer. I tried to look as serious as I could. “I have conditions. I’m not sleeping with a bunch of stuffed animals. You. ”“But I do! Dress up, girl. Ten minutes.”Walking on the beach Peter remembered waiting for his company’s lawyer, earlier that day.He had visited him to look at the papers Prue served him with – better safe than sorry. He recalled sitting in the stylish waiting room, wondering if this would be what he’d be doing for the foreseeable future: waiting.It passed the time for sure, but was there an end to it? A goal?The door had opened after a few minutes, of course, and he’d listened to the smooth. There's trouble back there. We're going to ride a ways and find a safe place before we return." She quickly told Amos what was happening and got his acknowledgement through Doris. I drove five or six miles before stopping in a corner of a well-lit parking lot.Amos and I shut the engines off and everyone jumped out. I said, "I think there's something is wrong back there. There's no reason for the parking lot lights to be off. However, when we left, they would not have come on yet."It could be. Yeah, I was pretty sure that I was done with her.Hell, since we didn’t have kids together, I could just cash it all in, catch a cruise, or slip away to another part of the same island and fuck anything that moved. Or I could leave for Europe or Cancun or something. I didn’t have to put up with this shit from anyone and I refused to do so. Jill’s behavior since our arrival the day before had just gotten weirder and weirder still. I didn’t need this crap and I refused to stick around for more.