“It’s okay. I was disappointed, but it wasn’t your fault.”Debbie beamed. “Really? You’re not mad?” I thought that I might possibly crawl...over broken glass for that smile.“Not mad,” I confirmed as I returned the smile. “But only because you brought me such a huge breakfast,” I added, punctuating my words by pointing the sausage roll at her.“Yay!” She said delightedly with a clap of her hands. “I’m glad, Jake. I get a really good feeling about you.”I didn’t know how to respond to that. I dropped. ” I followed her out the doors, waving good-bye to the staff at the front desk. Once inside the car I immediately fell asleep again.Now I felt much better, still tired but not like death warmed over. Our driver, a leggy brunette, headed to the rear of the car as I helped Elyse out, and began pulling our bags from the trunk. I waved over a Red Cap, or the Mexican equivalent, anyway, who loaded them on a cart. I grabbed my carry-on bag, and Elyse grabbed one for herself. But I was surprised when. . A straight guy name Jodie. He assured me that he was an amazing looking guy. He was due in town that coming Thursday. The only thing was that the landlady at the apartment he was going to rent had called him and said that his apartment would not be ready for another week. Larry offered to let him stay in his guest house until his apartment was ready. Barry and Larry met him at the airport and took him to Larry's to unpack. Barry could not wait to call me and tell me that he was amazing. He quickly unlocks the car before Becky got to the door, as soon as she was in and the door was closed, Mark backed out and took off, Becky quickly gets her seatbelt on sensing something was wrong with him. Becky says, “What happened?” “I was kicked out of my own house. Look in the backseat.” She sees everything and turns back to him, she says, “Mark…I had no idea…I’m so…” Mark accelerates, she senses it and says, “Mark…we don’t need to get pulled over for speeding, slow down.” “I work my ass.