The cool night air battles for dominance against the heat from your skin, as the smile on your lips just doesn't seem to fade. Your feet take the step... on the sidewalk one after another, but their direction seems as unfocused as your mind. You don't notice as a car slowly pulls up to the curb just behind you and matches your pace. It eases up along side of you and you become aware of the black SUV with dark tinted windows. The rear window lowers to reveal a good-looking young black man; a. When he looked at Tony, his eyes were overbright. "I saw her today. Both her and her mother."Tony blinked a few times, forcing the instant panic welling up inside him down. "You what?" Saw Kelly. Must have dreamed her. She told me it was okay." He shrugged, appearing unaffected but Tony knew him too well to buy it."She must have known how much I need you." Tony traced a fingertip over Kelly's face. "Thanks, sweetheart." He put the picture down carefully, moving it back into position with the. ”She smiled. “I feel the same way, Ronald Carter. I have to say, I do feel like a shit doing this to him. But, I guess what is, is, and that’s all that needs to be said about it, I suppose,” she said.“I guess. And, I feel every bit as bad about doing this to him as you do. I hope that somehow some way it’ll all play out for the best. In the long run it just has to. It just has to!” he said.“I hope so too. I just hope the long run isn’t a synonym for forever,” she said.“Yes, for real,” he said.. As usual with an interview like this he started to tune her out. He went through the pretense of having a real interview, and while she was probably the most qualified woman he had met with all year, he could tell that she would never cheat on her husband, and that was the final strike. He took her resume and promised a call back, he would forward her name to a friend that needed a real secretary. After Mrs. Brown left, Bart walked over to the bar area and poured himself a small drink, it was.