Jessie will be fine,” he retorted.By this time, Alex had filled out quite nicely from his drums. He now had a Ludwig drum set that sounded incredibl.... I picked up guitar at his request, and managed to get into it.“Okay, so where to first, Jessie?” said Alex.“You know where…” I quickly snapped back.“We’re there,” he remarked as we made our way through the crowds to the cafeteria.He didn’t eat much. He’s always been a picky eater. I eat anything on a plate, but mostly due to my hyperthyroidism. I. I went to the mirror and checked myself, make-up was a bit off but as I was preparing to touch it up there was a knock on the door. Heels clicking on the bare floor I made my way to the very same door.My mouth instantly went dry as nervousness invaded, he stepped out of the darkness and into my living room. He removed his jacket and placed it on the couch as I moved to kill most of the lights recalling our previous encounter I felt it might be better to be in darkness less ruin the illusion of. Eventually, a young lady sat next to me, we will say her name was Tanya. She was a beautiful black girl, about 5"4" and 110 pounds. She wore smart glasses, had cocoa butter skin and pouty lips. She smiled slightly at me and just sat down.The great thing about the back of a charted bus was that their was room for three people, but only two people usually sat back there so you had room to spread out. Well Tanya sat right next to me and placed her small bag on the outside seat. I began to get. She was the kind of book that at times he could not put down for days on end, and at other times he needed to tear himself away to contemplate and digest what he had read before he could continue. But her story never left his mind, it kept unfolding in layer after layer until he could only marvel at her scope. And as time went on, and he fell deeper and deeper in love with her, there were times also when he could see his thread running through her narrative, sometimes broader, some times.