"I already told Mark about Chris, how I like him and stuff. And Chris knows I have a boyfriend already, so..." I just don't want to see you get hurt,"...Mom sighed. "Boys say one thing when they're with you, but inside..." No, we really talk a lot Mom, me and Mark. He knows everything," I told her."Hmmmm..." It seemed kind of obvious my mom didn't believe me."Well, look." I turned in my chair to face her, keeping my legs crossed. "Just hypothetically then, if Mark and Chris were okay with it, do. She would often get up from her desk and fast-walk to the bathroom and sob, come back red-eyed and call Joel, who never answered. She left pathetic message after pathetic message for him at his workplace, on his cell and at his mother’s house. Then she got served. A lawsuit processor walked up to her desk one day with the divorce petition and she was so distraught she left work early and screamed and shook tears off her nose in the parking garage. She tried to find Ace but he was nowhere to be. I left them alone after I had cleaned them both and showered before we headed to Martin’s apartment in Calais. His apartment was huge and very clean and up to date with two bedrooms and all the latest gadgets and it was only fifteen minutes from his work at the port.As soon as we arrived and unloaded the luggage, Martin opened a bottle of wine and we sat down to talk.“Aren’t you forgetting something Trevor?” Martin asked.“Forgetting something, I don’t think so?” I replied.“Shouldn’t you be. ..it was all settled. Only Eleanor had no idea how she fit in with the plans of the smiling man from maintenance. To Ralph, he and Eleanor Grant had been 'together' since she first came to Eastern University in the fall of '82. A few kind words from a friendly girl had become much more. He followed her to the dorms every night to protect her, he watched at the windows to catch a glimpse of her, he walked behind her to smell the perfume of her skin. Eight months passed and now it was time...she.