"So what's the room number?" Stephanie asked."It's 107." Gary said."Oh my god I can't believe it. That's the same room that we had last time." Stephan...e said."It is?" Gary said."Yes." Stephanie said."Oh my fucking god." Gary said.Both Stephanie and Gary couldn't believe that they had gotten the same room again. However, they really didn't care because they just wanted to be alone.Stephanie and Gary pulled up into a parking spot. They then stopped the car, putting it into park, turning off the. He should have been working on getting drunk but he was really nursing his Zombie. On a normal night he would have finished his first drink in minutes and been well into his second but Chris was too depressed even to drink so he just faked it and watched the crowd descend into inebriation. If he’d been writing a paper on the effects of isolation on during the holidays instead of suffering from them he would have been ready to accept his Pulitzer six months later. Since he was a fellow sufferer. " I won't grope," Chris promised and stood close to her waiting for the kiss."No, no! The guy is supposed to take the initiative. You're supposed to kiss me."Chris, blushing, put his hands on her waist and pressed his lips to hers."That's better. Now try it with more feeling. Pretend I'm Terry."He took Melinda into his arms and kissed her the way he had seen it done in the movies. She embraced him and kissed back with evident eagerness, even flicking the tip of her tongue at his lips. It became. I knew Craig, but we weren’t really friends. I never met Andy. Plus, I need to focus on baseball, and the trip across country would be too much.”“Tami said you wouldn’t go,” Zoe said.I just was quiet for a minute.“Do you miss him?”Leave it to Zoe to figure out that my best friend Jeff would be the reason I didn’t want to go to a funeral. My stomach tightened as the memories flooded back. Like Craig, Jeff had been taken much too soon. There was also the sense of helplessness. There was nothing I.