I had to fix it. So I did the only thing I could think of to do. I grabbed both our cups and dumped them on the ground. We looked at each other, and I...saw that your tears had stopped. In fact, it looked like you had never been crying at all. You were smiling at me just as broadly as you do in your picture. You asked me if we could be together now, and I said we should try. Then, at the same time, in the slow motion we sometimes have in dreams, we reached out our hands toward each other. For an. It's like trying to grab an eel. Every time you think you've got it, it wriggles out of your hand.Funny thing though, Vince doesn't come round anymore. Whenever I see him he crosses the street to the other side. He doesn't even try to talk to me. I think something happened between us but I can't remember what. All I know is he and his gang keep me at a distance. But if looks could kill, I'd be dead meat. I wonder why they're so scared of me.Fuck them! Anyway, Jefri was cute at first and it was. She kissed the top of his balding head and turned for the garage, shaking her head as she walked.Whatever… She thought to herself as she turned her car onto the street. Trish and her husband had long ago lost the spark. She couldn’t even remember the last time they had sex, let alone when he actually complimented her. He’s not a bad guy… she reasoned. He never hit her, never insulted her, or ever forgot her birthday… he was just… thoughtless.Trish had grown weary of his inattention. She had. He was tall and thin with a very expensive suit. Mia could feel herself getting a bit wet from looking at him. All the people there started to take their seats and one of the women showed Mia where to sit. The man at the head of the table got up to speak. He thanked everyone present for doing a good job and introduced Mia to the team. Mia just about heard her name as she was still fixated by the handsome, sexy man she was looking at. The meeting took an hour, mostly about numbers and plans..