Gary indicated what he believed was a rail system, like their monorails. They could also identify the once paved roads laid out in typical street patt...rns.Rusty blobs, littered with what looked like pieces of a treated wood, dotted along the roads. DT reckoned they had been a sort of car. However, the centuries of wet and windy weather had not been kind to the remains of the once-proud city.Numerous buildings in the central area had been many stories high going by the height of the grassed-over. We began to have lunch "dates" once a week. I did not tell my boyfriend about these lunch "dates" as I did not want to start trouble. During these lunch "dates" Mr. Dolan and I started to talk about my career path at the firm and about our personal lives. We got to know each other pretty well over the past two months. I learned that he had been married for twenty-five years and had three grown children. A nineteen-year-old son who is attending college out of state and a twenty-five-year-old. The next morning when they woke up from their slumber, they started down the road heading to gods knows where. Jamie and Leah had no destination in mind and weren’t on any time schedule. They didn’t really care when or where they stopped or what time that they got to a certain place to stop to eat or sleep. They were bikers, and as long as they had the open road and each other, they were content. A couple hours from where they had stayed overnight, Jamie stopped at a park for a short afternoon. I scrubbed that away in haste. Maybe Jones didn’t treat me like a man because I looked and smelled like an animal, but whose fault is that? I didn’t have a pot to piss in.I was drying off when the door flew open and loud voices traveled down to the shower stall.“Fuck you!” I heard, “You know you planted it!”I heard the unmistakable Jones command, “Move your ass!”“I’m telling you bitch, that ain’t my shank!” the voice screamed back.I peeked around the corner and watched Barbie wrestle the one.