"Hey, I'll get the dishes." I spoke, breaking the silence."Thanks hon," Kaila handed me a dirty bowl as I rose to my feet and started for the sink."I'...l help." Helen stated, rising to her feet as well and collecting several dishes.I could hear charlotte and Kaila talking in the background as I turned on the water and began to scrape the bowls into the trash. The cabin had no dishwasher, so it took a few minutes to fill the sink and collect the dishes.My wife and Charlotte continued to talk as I. What about you&hellip,what are you doing here? – I started working here about a year ago. Talk about a small world. How have you been? Are you still dating that guy? That guy that he was talking about was my ex boyfriend Lamar. Lamar and I had started dating pretty soon after having started college and had recently broken up after dating for three years. Umm actually no, we broke up a couple months ago actually. But other than that Ive been good. What about you? Well right now Im just trying. He rode the bus to his block and sat on the bench across the street from his apartment. He looked down at the paper for the hundredth time and counted the numbers on the line that showed his current balance. 8… There were 8 digits in the number. How had this happened? How had he not known there were 8 digits in the number on the line that said current balance? He counted again as he sat and looked up at the window of his apartment where he sat each day.She walked the same streets as she. It was a pair of tight black leather pants and a black tank top that said "Slut" across the chest.The pants were tight but they were suppose to be and the tank fit just right. Cristina just stared at me. I looked into the mirror to get a glimpse of the woman I had become."Wow, I look hot. You were definitely right, I do look a lot like a chick." Yeah...you really do look...good. I do a good job! I bet you could even fool people in the streets or at the bar," she smiled."Maybe, but I don't think.