God, what a cruel fact. 1502 miles. I hate that number more than anyone can know. Just thinking about it makes me want to cry. And when I start to cr..., I imagine you coming to me, wrapping your loving arms around me, and pressing your body into mine, conveying all your thoughts and emotions into me with a tight hug. My heart beats faster, I can feel my blood pressure rise, but if I could only feel you for real! Isn’t that the most cruel thing of all? That goddamned distance. If not for it,. "Ice cream is great. I might still have to get coffee, but..." No problem! Oh, Lauren, I'd love to! I get off at 5:30. Is that O.K.?" It's perfect, Bridget. How about I pick you up in front of the store right around 5:30, or a little after?" Awesome! I'm soooo excited!"That's the kind of enthusiasm I like to generate in my girls! Hee-hee ... I left the store pretty darned excited too, knowing that I had a date with the cutest thing south of 5 feet two inches that I had ever seen. I did my best. She dumped you ages ago, remember?" Yeah, well, friends don't go out with their friend's ex-girlfriends." Look, mate. This is stupid. You weren't going out with her, she likes me and I like her. Get over it." We were going to make up; just like we always have." Not this time." You don't know that," said Simon accusingly. "Now I have to do something about it." Have to? What do you mean have to?" asked Vinnie. "There's nothing to do. She's with me now and nothing you do's going to change that.". I’d known it was possible but it still made my stomach turn to think that I’d sunk to contemplating becoming a male prostitute. I heard a female voice behind me. ‘Why, Councilman Shultz, you’ve never offered me less than a fifty, and paid for a hotel room. If you’ve decided to work the other side of the street, do you really want to be cheap about it, and on a fine Sunday morning too?’ I turned to look at the attractive woman who’d just announced she was a whore. I didn’t know if I should be.