She was holding the door open, so she was silhouetted against the bright sunlight, which was streaming through the doorway into the moodily lit saloon... I couldn’t make out her features, but she certainly cut an impressive figure. The locals in the bar all knew who I was, and had turned to look my way at the mention of my name. The girl picked up on the stares so she let go of the door, letting it swing shut behind her, as she started to walk gracefully in my direction.Now that the door was. End the conversation before one of you says something you can't take back."I'll talk to you tomorrow, Liz," I said."No, we'll talk about it now. Are you fucking her?" Goodbye," I said and ended the call. I was so angry my hands were shaking.The phone rang again a few seconds later. I let the machine take the call.Liz apologized to the machine. "I'm so sorry, Brent. I didn't mean what I said. That was the wine talking, not me. It's just that I love you so much, and I've felt us drifting apart.. Sue began to look again and found another three pairs, all a similar style but varying in colours, one black, one sky blue and the last one was a dark purple."Off you go Lee, go and pay for your new work wear."I was really in a panic now I looked at Sue with pleading eyes but all I got was her sternly saying, "NOW!"I turned and took one step before Sue said, "STOP!"I turned and faced her and let out another sigh, I knew she couldn't be that mean."You need to go and try a pair on before you buy. Standing,crying. What's happened to me. Get a grip of yourself, Toots. But when Itry to take that grip there isn't anything there - mist, mercury,ghosts, memories.Somehow I'm curled up in a deep, leather armchair, my boots on thecushion, knees tight to my chest and held there by my arms aching witheffort. Nose full of snot, I sniffle at it miserably, keep my eyes tightshut - ashamed. There are a couple of people close by, they murmur and Ican't tell what they say, but they must be exchanging.