I had moved to a new town andstarted a new job to escape it, but in less than two months the noveltyof both wore off. Same shit different place, I ...as in a funk. Amental, emotional, physical funk.Well not so much physical I suppose. I kept myself in good shape andfound that exercise kept my head clear. Not surprisingly then, Idecided that a hike was just what I needed. And then a thought came tome which proceeded to grow and grow inside my head, and as it grew Ibecame more and more. Candy said she wasn't going back to work so I got in my pick-up and left.It was three days before I stopped at the bar again and when Candy brought me my beer she told me that it was on her and then she thanked me for giving her a ride home. I told her that she really needed to get her car fixed and then I asked her what was wrong with it. She said she didn't know, it just wouldn't start. She thought it might have been the battery, but it still wouldn't start when Toni tried to give her a jump.. But I would not be treated to that view for much longer. There was no eye contact. There was no “goodbye”, nor a “good night, honey." Instead, she turned and walked down the hall. I heard her continue to walk, and several seconds later the hall light was off. It was obvious that we both were going to simply not acknowledge this. Yet we both seemed to want it and enjoy it enough to hint to each other how we could make it happen. That was fine with me. The hints would continue. The next morning. "Angela?" Still no answer. I decided to sit down on the couch and wait for her to come.Moments later I was startled when someone tapped me on the shoulder. I guess I must've dozed off. I jumped up, in a bit of a panic."Don't worry, Mikey, I know why you've come. I'm Angela," she said, holding out her hand.I shook it. Angela was a nice, pretty looking woman, probably around 25 years old. She had long black hair and purple eyes. Interesting, I thought, must be contacts."Mikey, I'm so sorry about.