She glanced up at the clock. Fuck, how is it possible for time to go so slowly today?The door opened, and Mr. Dietrichson walked in with a newspaper u...der his arm. He gave her a nod and sat down at the other table, bringing a pencil out of his shirt pocket.She tapped her fingers on her arm. I’m not getting anywhere with this. Maybe it’s not jealousy. If she’s really this smart, maybe she just wants it to look like jealousy. Maybe she’s got an elaborate plan that she needs Will for. But what. .. I can not believe we are standing here with nothing on, just talking like this, with Bill and Brenda back over there aways from us." "I feels good to me." To me too." I thought Brenda was a moma's girl all of this time too."I noticed Linda kind of go quit then for a moment, then she said, "I may not have been totaly honest with you when we had our talk out on the deck at your house that first day, and I am so sorry that I wasn't totaly honest with you. Those things that you said cost you. ‘Okay, Constance,’ I said quietly. She retreated into the bathroom, just as on our wedding night. When she came out, I don’t know, but within sixty minutes I was on a flight back to the US. A week went by, and I heard nothing from her. I was on vacation, technically, so I puttered around my apartment, spent time at the gym, and generally filled the hours with everything I could think of. It was ten days after the wedding, around seven in the evening. Someone was banging at my door, hard and. Our second innings didn’t start well. Simon popped one up for an out, as Joe our third pitcher was in to take Tim’s place, due to his injury. He did well enough to hitting a single, Jerry for the first time in ages didn’t make to first base and Rich was struck out.Joe’s pitching the next inning gave up a number of hits, but we managed to get two outs recorded, it was all about the next play, the bases were full, but they were on their last out. Their batter got a good hit, it headed towards me,.